Rest easy my loves. I'm at peace.
    I wish that I could take your pain
    and bury it with me. After all
    it's my fault that you feel so bad.
    I never complained in life and I
    swear to God I won't whine in death.
    No more aches and pains. The old corpse
    lies in a hole. My spirit soars above!

We know we are going to die,
just not today or in our sleep.
Pencil it into your Day timer
then you can erase your erase.

It's a lost cause
   broke Santa Claus
   corrupt without pause
   king without *****
   queen without claws
   shark without Jaws
   country without laws
   election full of flaws!

I fall in love easy
with all the others.
Snake hair and *******,
thin as ice I skate on.
We play our parts on cue.
We laugh and cry sculpted.
Life like posed in wax in
Madame Tussaud's museum.

I have no need for any God.
I rule my garret just fine.
I perch on tattered throne
broke springs drink box wine
from a chipped plastic chalice
writing my own drunk scripture
on the back of the final notice
envelope of my certain departure.

I don't pray
per say
I hold hope
in my heart
and do what
I can to help.

I just want some time away
from war and anger in me.
It feels like WW1 in trenches
across no man's land forever
bleeding and crying
going mad in moments
rats wake me chewing
on me and I begin to
just let it go as normal.
I'm no longer myself.