Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Allotropic

We fell into valleys
on opposite sides of the mountain
I remember you as you were
but soon we'll be unrecognizable
only classified by the
vestigial characters
that hint at what we once were

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Liar, liar (crazy bitch)

Elaine had a collection of rocks. They were all the same shape and she said it meant something, like there was some kind of mystical aspect to their uniformity, but I saw her one night in the garage with a hammer.

Danny's Eyeball

Trying to look for bugs in the wood,
Danny got close--as close as he could.
He got a splinter in his eye
Oh, what a stupid, little guy.

He left it in there for a week,
When something sticky started to leak,
His eye grew bigger than the other,
But he hid it from his friends and mother.

The days got warmer
and all the trees flowered,
but Danny kept his secret
because he was a coward.

Why put a poor eyeball
through such abuse?
It wiggled and wobbled,
It was coming loose!

The kid must have been dumb
He attached it with gum
The big nasty sticky kind.
His eye was volcanic
He tried not to panic
But knew that he'd gone half blind.


Dashboard

Miranda hit her head on the dashboard
and now she's dead.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Transcend

You know, you just gotta think outside yourself,
get a little perspective.
Think about it,
you're all upset over what?--nothing.
You don't have any debilitating disease to worry about,
no concern over whether you're gonna get food tomorrow,
no preoccupations about being raped and whatnot,
you've got a damned good life. People everywhere
would be downright envious for that if they knew how good your life is.
And whatcha all upset for, huh?
You're all upset over goddamn shit, that's what.
Goddamn shit.
And you just keep whining like a child.
Get over it,
transcend yourself
you stupid, pathetic infant.

Cholera

What a shitty disease.

Baking

Yeah, you know, they're kids.
They don't have much else to do but
bake in the sun.

Delusions

You can do anything if you set your mind to it,
you talented prodigy, you.

Underfund

Maybe if I was made out of real brick I wouldn't be falling.