A fire in my belly roars
****** cringe for dinner
If I finish
    all the dishes
        am I still a sinner?

Can’t pick your poison
In a usurper’s market
You’re scrolling
    through the trolling
        of the disregarded

Climbing down
from this energy
to make you a final appeal..

Can you hear
the sound of rebellion?
One in a million
Drowning in the distance

Take my hand
before it’s too late to carry on
and we’re off to oblivion
Tonight’s our last dance

                    ...

‘Become anti-fragile!’
The new prophet says
When you type
    ‘wanna die’
        on the internet

Strip till your soul is naked!
Why’s no one listening??
There’s no purpose
    to this service
        that’s on offering

Climbing down
from this energy
to make you a final appeal..

Can you hear
the sound of rebellion?
One in a million
Drowning in the distance

Take my hand
before it’s too late to carry on
and we’re off to oblivion
Tonight’s our last dance

                     ...

                Underneath,
Lost inside a sea of darkness
                   Finally,
I might be seeing a ray of sunshine
             I’m reaching out
   Amidst all the background
                      So..

Burn the book of faces
Hunt the little blue birds
Break the lenses
    of the senseless
        little micro cult

Taste the steel and stone
Past the trigger warnings
Past the snipes
    and the swipes
        of mock-up darlings

Climbing down
from this energy
to make you a final appeal..

Can you hear
the sound of rebellion?
One in a million
Drowning in the distance

Take my hand
before it’s too late to carry on
and we’re off to oblivion
Tonight’s our last dance

Our last chance.

-x-

*******.
******* for being so far away
******* for making me want you
I can say it certainly is not fair,
What is this, the ******* teacup ride?
I always hated the fair.
Fishing for plastic ducks and shooting impossible targets
Seems like a setup for failure to me.
******* for making me take a look at myself in the mirror
And for making me ask questions
For making me lie
And for making me tell the truth.
Why can't things be easy?
Oh yeah, that's just not how it works around here.
******* for making my imagination run wild.
For casting yourself in the movies my brain constantly films
And ******* for getting the cinematography just right.
I can't look away.
******* because all I have is my imagination.
I can make you whomever I want you to be.
******* for curling your hair and for having those lips
And for being comfortable with yourself around me
**** your small wrists and your quirky characteristics
Your eyeliner and your fingernails
**** your sparkling smile and your hips
And ******* for making me want you so bad.

**** me.
**** me for yearning.
**** me for learning
That it's not that simple,
That nothing is set in stone,
That people are confusing as hell.
**** me for taking the time to write this poem
**** how angry it's making me
And **** the fact that I'm writing it because of you.