ripples in the pond-
  fat toad on a skinny rock
  i wish he would croak

r 6/26/14

Peace runs through miles of uncharted hell
My feet swell, on burning stone  
The heat is seeping through my muscles to my bones
My heart, well it's fighting to beat
Oh how I would love to give up, I envy the weak,
how I would love to be the Devils sweet meat
But I keep on
When I find peace this will all be gone

* * *

Peace runs through a single mile of uncharted hell
My feet, they soak in the heat
My heart, well, ha, people say they can still hear it beat
Oh and how easy it was to find peace, just let the heat increase
Let it overflow your bones, eat the burning stones
They envy me, the weak
The Devil is MY sweet meat!
MY treat!
Yes, keep on, but not for too long
Like I said, when you find peace, all these elegant gores, will all be yours

Intellect sores, bountifully, higher then God
Nefariously bottomless, I fall then Hell
Eventfully, ill angels impel my ascend to Heaven
Fiendish demons walk me back
As I depress, I depress beyond saving
As I advance, I advance beyond saving  
The Devil, nor God can believe what I've become
I can't escape this
I am fastened in this blending line
And in between the insidious two, I am willingly blind
Hell and Heaven are consolidating
If the ill angels in Heaven
Are like the demons too
Heaven is the worst of the two

If you're the moon,
I'm the sun,
hopelessly chasing night
but you're on the run.

Or maybe I'm the tide.
and as I taste your shore,
I'm ****** out to sea,
desperately longing for more.

I never dreamed of being
your tragic impossibility,
but for you and me,
love was never meant to be.

*m.w.

gotta have lunchtime nap!
forty winks.
i could afford,maybe more,

please dear lord;
i implore

keep the knocking hordes from my door.
switch the phone to silent
the mobile off,
comuputer quieted,
laptop too.

please heavenly father: make mute the zoo.

remove the marking
from the couch,
hurry now,
just push... it on the floor.
my nap time,
is dwindling away.

but,
without some, sombulance,
my semblance of calm acceptance will,
be blown away so,

dear god on high:
as i lay me down to sleep, can you converse,
with the sparrow
outside the window,
about stopping,
it's cheery,
              *fucken cheep

Two roads diverged in my psychosis.
I took the one well-travelled,
And it has made all the difference.

Brush your teeth please
Do something listerine
Save up for a dentist
Or rip them out and get dentures

Totally inconsiderate
I think I'm gonna *****
I don't know whats worse
That or no deodorant

Why do I have to Poker face
Just to save you embarassment
This isn't your island private
Your on the train in public

Your space bubble is broken
I'm just about choking
Dam you good manners
I must behave and be decent

First world issue I know
A bit of a low blow
Now I write about it
So I can just forget it

I haven't talked to you
In close to a whole calendar year.
How could you possibly
Understand how I feel?