i built a maze of boxes in my head
in which to house the monsters
that dwell under my bed

at night i open up the cages
& let the demons breathe,
i like to play with them sometimes
but never ever set them free

maybe i could **** them
but i've never really tried
even though they're often scary
i think i'd miss them if they died

noun | pen·e·tra·tion |\pe-nə-ˈtrā-shən\
1) the act of going through or into something: the act of penetrating something
2) an ability to understand things clearly and fully*

if you penetrate their body
without entering their mind
you aren't really all the way in

Your demise shall start as the skies turn red

And ignite the spark in the living dead

The wolves shall bay, and the sun will burn

At evil's rise, the son will turn

As the willows shake, and the pines blow wild

The man shall take a helpless child

The red will fade, and turn to black

As the child walks behind his back

So the story goes, there is a man inflamed

Who shall have his son to make his claim

And try you will to evade his eyes

But the story ends with your demise

I met an Eskimo heading South
Asked him what that was all about
He told me to cool my heels
He'd had enough of frozen meals

Passing through the Northern states
Spent a day in Bangor Maine
Got out of there post haste
Before the cold froze his blubber brain

From there headed down to Tupelo
But Mississippi was still to cold
Spotted a bit of roadside trash
Where he found a Florida map

Made his way down to the warmth
Florida and bought a farm
Now grows pecans whale big in size
Where he puts them into pies

Set up a country roadside stand
Oranges and fresh pecans
RC Cola and Eskimo moon pies
Right along the ocean side

When he's not picking nuts from the trees
In the sunny heated down South breeze
Sporting the best in bronze tans
It's good to be an Eskimo Floridian

I graduated
From college
Over seven years ago

And have just over
300 dollars
In my bank account

At the gym
A lone gym bag
Was on the ground
Next to an empty treadmill

I assumed
That it was the woman's
On the adjacent treadmill

So I got
On the empty treadmill
She looked at me
And said,
"There's someone on there."

Her beautiful smile
And stunning figure
Well

I should have guessed that
But I always use the treadmill
On the end

Well
At least
I got to get close
To a beautiful woman

And see her
Lovely smile

I ran three miles
At the gym

I will return
To workout some more

Maybe go listen
To podcasts
At the park

Life is lonely
I'm used to it

Just wish I had
Someone
To hang out with

Once in a while

Oh well

At least I had
Some good kidney beans

And a hot glass
Of Ovaltine