It's alive

just

flightless birds

or

seeing eye dogs

our braile-tipped dew claws stroke

the venomous end we all seek

blind and joyous

like seeking a trinket you never wanted

but thought someone else might

enjoy

so you bought it anyway &

gave it to them

they never wanted your love

and your love wasn't worth taking

so you parked your car in the dark somewhere

and gave your love away unto yourself until you were a monster

a horrible, horrible monster.

the pipe.

I'm not afraid of death, but goddamn is dying/watching death gonna suck.

mugshot = highschool profile, whatever.

Deja Vu pinpoint..GOD I miss that stupid game.

She

You looked better in my ideal.

That damned scar on your neck would impress a flake but not so much a father.

Light goes one way and obscures shitty low-life shadows.

I'm bored.

I'll smoke a cigarette in the alley with you if you agree to dump me there forever.

Have fun.

Everything is gonna suck more later.

Leave me alone.

Dead metal, dancing to the tone of a note that forgot how to give a fuck.

Wearing a dead horse's leash.

There was that time I told you to

go to hell

& you said you'd already been there.

So I told you to go back.

You tore me in half, so don't ask for favors.

I'm a mama's boy because my mother loves me as much as I love her.

You hate me for being a mama's boy because your mother abandoned you.

you jealous zealot

Have fun in the clink every now and again.

I gave you a chance at the 'normal' life and you wiped your ass with it.

So I'll see you where you apparently have always been

and where you will appropriately return to,

you awful shit stain.

Another thing I can't take with me. A vision of beauty. A slab of steak.

You're polished glass.

Beauty.

Running your wet finger around the rim -

toying, playful.

Dammit, just shatter my heart/

my ears.

Get it over with.

I wanna swim with live buzz-saws.

I want to lick that AC outlet.

We need to taste True Voltage.

The pinballs are all pregnant

rolling thru a neon hell

that a bored loser created

and I'm dropping another quarter

hoping not to tilt too far.

Is she a juke or a game?

Who cares?

I'm still awake.