a poet who can't write
a dog that won't bite
a hill that can't climb
a clock with no time

an ist with no ism
undead but not risen
an endless schism
of self sedition and indecision

a two headed coin
a completely missed point
a light in the void
a limbless joint

Bo-Peep with no sheep
the shallowest deep
an unsailed sea
of dreamless sleep

Leading your life half-lived just to stay out the rain
Leading the knife across your skin to keep from going insane
Feeling like you don't even know the rules to the game
You need the shame, heartache and pain just to play
It seems simple to make it all go away
But simple and easy are not the same thing
Calamitous, miserable, heartbreaking, tragic
This life feels like the opposite of magic

he exclaimed, she hinted, he nodded and prodded

they giggled and whispered, he retorted, she snorted

he vehemently seethed, she triumphantly screamed

and no one said anything