Truthfully I have none to offer

I have platitudes and quotes

what does it mean to be sage
I couldn't say

Wisdom is something gathered
but I've never been a collector

So where do you find sage wisdom
family/friends
medical professionals
auto mechanics

I really couldn't say
probably television.

I wonder
about the people
who will see
the last sunset
will they be
much like us
so far in the future
will they be proud
of the show they put on.

The loop
is a crazy room
so many floors
that look one way
and are another
unfair really
the architect is crazy
it often seems
could just be natural.

I see something silly
I laugh
Serious sincere
I see deep naivety
Dreamer dear friend why
I try to ask
But the laughter won't stop.

Your life
was a threat
not threatening
by existing
but the idea
of having you're life
was a warning
would you be defensive
would you just shrug
would you turn things around
would you could you.

Hey Yoric
do you
know more
than me
does your being
headless provide
you with knowledge
unknown to me
I know weird question
but your unique perspective
Won't last forever
so i feel i should ask now
there may not be another chance.

Life is short
so they say
they say A lot
billions of seconds
leaking from my hourglass
staunch the bleeding
thats not plausible
anyway it's just Tuesday
Life is short
so i'm told
but don't worry
it's only relative.

Chilly day
Still I sweat
Under that
Heat lamp gaze
I never tan
Just burn
But still so cold.

Granite figure
you have no words
you could absorb mine
just for a time
no one else need be
subjected to my monologue
and perhaps
i'll find peace.

An invisible cloud
Sweeps into town
Without word
It sets to work
Infecting the townsfolk
with a particularly devious
Set of germs
Better close your doors
Better call the cdc
Cause prayer
Won't cure it
And fire only slows it
When the plague
Comes to town
The people tend
To panic
So better not be odd
You'll be the first
To see blame at your door.

Anxiety and fear
such a happy couple
they make their home
in your place of strength
and make you such
a wretched coward
unless you excise them
before they get comfortable
but they're a sneaky pair
they often fail to notify
before they take up residence
you could
remove them
once they've roosted
in theory.

Are you just writing
the same thing over and over
like you're possessed
tell your ghost story
and free yourself of
mad repetitive scrbbling
if you can
it may be even you
do not know what
you truly wish to say
and every attempt
drives the truth farther away
A shame.

A great big reminder
Of what has occurred
If you were gone
They might forget
Though most likely
They'd just hunt you down
even if your path
Takes them to hell.

Who cares
I do
and who cares
about you
I do
it will have to do.

Ow
They walk
On top of you
In single file lines
You could stop them
You could prove
You aren't a sidewalk
But you'd have to speak up.

It all makes sense
Right is has to
It's all ones
And zeroes
Yet it feels
Like this
Weird kinda magic
With hackers
That jump out a
Nowhere.

Kinda creepy
Those dark things
That hide behind you
Those shadows full of lurkers
We shine our lights
To rid ourselves of them
But they're stubborn
And when the lights go out
The shadows will be ready.

I disliked them all
I hated one or two
It wasn't personal
And they never knew
And I'm out now
So I guess
It doesn't matter
But I'm dwelling
On those lovely school days
When I was much younger
So much yelling
So much hate
It made for a poor
Learning environment
Then I got
To public school
Those weren't much better
I was a half hearted student
Who pretended to care
That was the game
Pretend your learning
All you need to know
And you'll pass
I wasn't bullied
Nor did I bully anyone
But the system still stung
I don't know why
But now I'm out
So I guess
It doesn't matter.

All your good days
earn you ill ones
with compound interest
or so it seems
when it starts to rain.

A Misuse of nature
the tall oak
up on the hill
With strong branches
a place to hang out
with the crows
at least
they didn't do it
here in town.

fly indeed
fly all around
then you land
and crawl
towards dessert
too far away to stop
agh dam little fly feet
all up in my cake.

Screaming
Well
happy yelling
Right outside
Just
living.

Insanity as I've been told
is doing
the same dam thing
over
and
over
and
over
and expecting something
different
not sure if that's
a clinical diagnoses
but if so
I guess humanity
is insane.

Oh time
You willful thing
No body controls you
We simply try
To keep an eye
Out for you
You move too fast
You move too slow
For our tastes
But I don't suppose
You care
I wonder will we ever
Discover how to control you
Is that just a Sci fi pipe dream
Well we can't today
Maybe tomorrow
It always seems
That cool things
Are happening tomorrow.

To the side
another everything
to the other another
the only difference is degrees
A little better A little worse
Could I fill the shoes
of the best version of me
would it be wrong
to steal from myself
I don't have A goatee
So I can't be the evil me.

don't eat it
if you do
you'll realize
where you are.

good folks
bad folks
neutral folks
all kinds
unless it's a joke
who dies young
the people we like.

don't stumble through them
and don't just stand there
try to know everything
maybe write a will.

Happily ever after

then what

nothing eternal joy

so they died

No no
I just wanted the story
to end in good spirits
if you must know
they lived more or less
happily ever after then they died
their kids did much the same.

If you're quiet
people tend to forget
that you're around
which is cool
if you like
to hear gossip
otherwise it's
kinda depressing
and often
annoying.

Cosmic forces
rarely bother
to ***** their hands
bending the minds
of earth dwellers
I would assume
more than enough humans
happy to do it for them.

Expectations are important
Too high and you'll be
Rather disappointed
Too low is just sad
Somewhere in the middle
Like many things in life
Is where your expectations
Should rest
Although what qualifies
As the middle isn't
Always the same
So
To each their own
I guess.

what
do you see
is it
the same thing
as me
if we see
the same thing
does that mean
we're both crazy
because if so
i'd like to change
my answer.

Except when it doesn't
when you draw life
as it should be
not as it is
and we try
to make it reality.

you rushed through
and now your done

you may wish
for seconds or fifths
but you can't have them

So you must wait or work
for more

unless that really was the last for
ever

in which case your *******.

Under which
I wish to crawl
Has it been stolen
Or did I throw it away
I'd beg to get it back
but who to.

my bad
I fritter my time away
with my head
buried in the sand
looking for clouds.

The early show
Cheap tickets
For the big screen
Full of stars
Popcorn aplenty
Another tally mark
Against one more day
Worse ways to **** time.

Why
Why
Why
so boring
to ask
masochism
is trending
so happy
to empower
A caricature of a man.
When were you radicalized
November sixth
I woke up one day
and saw
our government had fallen.

Crafted for servitude
freed by happenstance
brought down by loyalty
a new kind of freedom is experienced.

It was gold
and full of nice things
but I was immaterial
all I could do was look
as the demons played
with what should have been mine

Not excessively
realistic
what good are names
when they are ironic
they're good for a laugh
the first time anyway.

it's interesting
to see a burning heart
ignored
passion and dedication
should get
something
shouldn't it
maybe
maybe they stopped paying
the person
who was suppose
to care about such things.

watching you bleed out
is so much less
than I expected
like watery paint
sliding down
A portrait
your last gasps
sound fake
and unrehearsed
I hope you have
an understudy
cause your
out of the show.

You appear
and cause distress
then you away
why to where
remains untold
rotten antagonist.

you know where
I currently reside
it's the same place as always
I never move my perch is safe
so my abode need never move
you may be like the wind
always on the move
just for movements sake
but I am stone
as eternal as anything can be.

The innocence of youth
which isn't always kept
in the hands of the young
it can be held in aged hands
though everyone wonders
how it can be
perhaps sought after
in the belief that
ignorance is bliss.

It's not *******
In case you were wondering
No this is love
familial or otherwise
That is just too much
They care
They care a lot
And there is no where to run
too little love and affection
Can make people crazy
But this kind will
Make you wish
For a place to hide.