I can't tell
what that gleam
in your eye means
is it madness
or all a joke
I have asked
and your answer
was less than inspiring
times like this
I wonder why I stay
probably curiosity.

To be jolly
Fa la la la
You know the rest
Of the cursed song
A very hyped season
Full of fake cheer
and sales
I should dislike
on principle
But you know what
I really don't
I like Christmas movies
And Christmas lights
So to all
I wish a decent winter.

the world goes on
as you shatter
no matter why
the sun follows its course
so get it together
pick up the pieces
and put yourself back together
not for the apathetic world
but for yourself.

talking just
to quiet the silence
is rather aggravating
at least to some
others disagree
they feel that silence
is rather distressing
and words are good
for any occasion
or even no occasion.

I remember you fondly
Though I probably shouldn't
When you were here
You were trouble
And had more
Than your share of flaws
But now that you're gone
All I remember are your pro's
Not your many con's
Even some that never were
I'm better off without you
But It doesn't feel like that.

I've seen grade A folks
and you aren't one
not even closeish
it could be okay
you have your place
or
you could try to be better
you may even succeed
though I'd wager
self improvement
for you is but a pipe dream
but what do I know.

Tighten them please
the bolts in my head
they say loosen up
but I know madness
is no blessing
it separates

it separates
don't you want
to be unique

whats unique
about pain

Types of
ways of enduring

sigh

One day
You will burn
Be all you can be
But it will only last
For a short time
then You will be gone
And we
Will just have to
Move on
As we have done before.

people are a lot like
snowflakes
many similarities
but never the same
and in the end
we are weaker
than gravity
so eventually
we all find ourselves
in the ground.

Just lie down here
Let me get my scalpel
And we'll begin
I have reason to believe
That all the answers
That I want
Are within you
Your lead line soul
Is quite tough
But with the right tools
I know I will
Begin to understand
And don't worry
This will only hurt
A bit ish.

Slim new ones
Crawl along
The fragile being
Old ones expand
As days progress
Seems ready to shatter
Any day now
I'd wager.

Moving ever forward
So far as we can tell
Each moment
Is worth as much
As you make it
Your seconds
can't be replaced
So I would say
treasure each moment
But realistically
You'll probably
Have a lot of moments
I'd be hard to treasure them all
Especially the sucky ones
But do what you can.

Isn't it amazing
A little square
Can be
Surprisingly juicy.

The social tango
an important skill
in almost all
walks of life
alcohol can help
you fake it but
only for a time
in the end
you either got it
or not.

They are bad people
Not troubled
Not less than perfect
Undeniably
Burn down an orphanage
Bad
And yet
They aren't totally unsympathetic
There methods are abhorrent
But there reasons are good
Nonetheless they must go.

Love tis like a brick
You aught not
Bludgeon someone
With it
But instead
Use it to build.

Adorable
Take you
Place you
Prop you up
Snap that
We can all
Go aah
What do you
Think of that.

Tiny threads
Deep inside
Keep the creature
From falling to pieces
When stretched taut
Those threads
Can be played
Like a harp.

In the belief
that I was a phoenix
I let myself burn
I knew
that if  I could be reborn
I would do things right
I made ash of myself
for a second chance
probably should have done more
with my first one.

So I call her girl
She has many chores
To keep her world
In the right order
She isn't my favorite
Creature
Even though
She is one of the few
I truly know
I think one day
She'll disappear
To where she'll go
I couldn't say

Yes so
So what
A look askance
Am I really asking
Anything
Or am I just
Using a question mark
Inappropriately?

All that's needed
just keep from drowning
or do we need more
something to spice up life
thats probably why
we have gods and toys
what would we have
if we threw those away
each other
A scary thought
some disagree
but they might be crazy.

A pirouette on the moon
and foxtrot with Jupiter
dancing with the stars
a peculiar experience
one I won't get to see
probably for the best
I hear mars has two left feet
and anyway
How would you breath
in space.

depends on where you stand
some people never know
where to stand
the signs they say
are written in hieroglyphs
they tend to step on toes
and run into each other.

Making up for
what you have done
community service
apologies
things of that sort
like paying a bill
I have done this
so I will pay that
but are some crimes priceless
are some so wrong
that the theoretical penance
would be impossible to pay.

By the book
society should flow
if it doesn't
when
it doesn't
someone has to correct it.

I have no name
and have thus
been dubbed
nameless
occasionally sir
sometimes bud or honey
nouns of vague description
for a vague guy.

What's the sound
Of reality fading
In and out
I think it
Should be woosh
Like electric doors
I'm out I'm in
I'm in I'm out
Nightmare landscapes
And gum drop forests
Then grey walls
And a feeling of
Impending doom
I'm out
I'm something.

people make
for bad statistics
statistically speaking
you will all do
such and such
and most of you
feel this or that
but the percentage
that will not is
pretty dam high
yet we tend to operate
under the assumption
that the numbers
in our heads
are all there are
that what is
is so simple
but so often
it isn't.

I fear
That I can't take
A photograph
With you
It's nothing personal
But you see
Cameras steal
A bit of your soul
Every snap
Of the lens
Removes a smidge
Of your immortal essence
And what with
My already meager
Amount of soul
I simply can't afford
To take a picture
With you.

Do we have one
A screen
Right in front
We just can't see
With someone
Lurking behind it
Enjoying popcorn
And our lives?

It sometimes rains down
A revealing corruption
that burns away all sorts
of natural things
it may appear over you
you'll need a tough umbrella.

So very complex
hormones
and loving glances
roses and all that
what is best
might well be desired least
and sometimes the best
is destroyed
ah well
at the very least
I hope you end up
with someone
who won't break you.

madness and power
bound in gold
a wish for safety was made
they are too far gone to suffer
probably not what they meant.

it won't tell you
how to be
it simply expects
you to know it
naturaly
and it may
knock you around
if you find
a way other
than the expected.

Your wild
outa control
but don't worry
we'll civilize ya
make you
right and proper
whatever that means today.

strip away civilization
and your neighbors
become monsters
who hunt the weak
and let might
make right
you really
don't want to be
at the bottom
of this heap.

It's true
Some things
Are so obvious
They are all
But invisible.

Should a tongue
leave burn marks
it's funny
what a mouth full of venom
can do to a person
maybe not funny
intriguing
at times distressing.
certainly painful.

A hand light as air
was placed
upon my shoulder
not weighed down
with feeling
simply coerced by tradition
that hand did not
belong to an actor.

So and So Time
Where the people suffered
war famine and plague
worse than the usual
they had no cellphones.

quite handsome
with a bouquet
for all the ladys
and some of the men
most are overjoyed
to hear you're
heading to town
chasing away lady winter
especially if they have
no allergy's or memory
of those pyro tendencies
you possess.

black pool
pull me down
fill my hollow chamber's
with something
words would be nice
good ones please
I would sacrifice my mind
at the inkwell alter
if only I could find
the right guide.

I will stare at your nose
When I'm talking to you
Unlike your eyes
It doesn't show
A fun house version
Of myself.

We fend off the dark
With artificial light
since the real stuff
is finite.

They say
If you don't
Love yourself
You can't truly love
Another person
Which is a problem
If you have
A small heart
If you really try
You might fit one
But two well
That just won't work
So it's you or me.

Late to the party
Arguably
fashionably so
what lies on the horizon
the same old woe
claims the cynic in me
in me
the cynic I am
the optimist I try to be
might claim otherwise
the optimist i try to be
Do I really want to be
Could be fun
A change of pace
The Optimist I try to be
might say
so long as you're alive
things can change for the better.

get with the times
you're ideas
out of another age
will get you
only scorn
unless you're dealing
with weirdos that
are in to retro things.