| oblivion
is a nudge away
push me watch me fall it won't take much just a hint of discontent just a smidge try me i will fall i will fly until i hit bottom |
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are
you a man or a boy
you hit like one like an angry child but i am not your plaything no ball for your bat i will put aside childish things such as you for other pursuits sharp ones like daggers and knives to slice what impurities are left from my wrists i will serve them to you before your turn comes |
| conjure
an image of perfection
i can distort it show me something pure i can taint it show me a shred of weakness i will capatalize on it and rend you you will deserve it because you have taught me to be ruthless heartless less of me and more of you now however as our roles reverse i have something to teach you |
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simply
put
i loathe you the space around you the dark aura you cast the air you breathe out is the air i breathe in sustaining me filling me with the taint even you expell rather than embrace |
| the
monkey on my back
stuck his tongue into my neck curling it about my medula oblongata until we were one i can't tell where i end and the beast begins lines blur between skin and fur but then... was i so far removed from that dark smudge as i liked to pretend? |
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lazer
guided jesus
bombed the houses with pamphlets explaining condom use to pinheads because babel fell because sodom burned because gomorra tumbled because of jericho damnable jericho because of that and more because his palms still burn from the nails and he is bitter because because we've learned nothing |
| having
said what is true
he found himself alone yet again victim of his own honesty perhaps he could have been kinder but softening a blow was like watering an antidote to him in the end it could prove fatal but sweeter so his wrapped himself in a cloak of ill regard and hid himself from their view honour still intact but spirit defeated no one was wiser but the spider who listened to him weep but was nonetheless more interested in the fly buzzing about his hung head (for Prof) |
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you're
too young to be so bitter
i heard it once, maybe twice a day from people who didn't know couldn't know and simply didn't care but if i smiled they became wary what was i up to surely a being such as myself couldn't garner a happy moment without causing them to suffer so i hid myself in lace and lies and was stoic for their safety |
