the dog, the book, and the children

  oh, the children.

with their innocence and malleable minds.

  oh the children.

with their innocence.

    Excrement and urine stains, temporarily.

   Words of anger and frustration, scar.

The book.

Torn into pieces.

The innocence.

Torn into pieces.

The children!

  oh, the children.

With their malleable minds.

     The anvil and hammer; words.

The book

   Words of anger and frustration, scar.

All whilst,

the dog:

stains, excrement and urine, temporarily.

solitary egomaniac

Speaking to myself.

Only when Im alone.

For I know best.

Ive known this all along.

That which speaks to me.

Shows me the path ahead,

steers me away from many-a-enemy.

The reality,

it conjures.

I must endure.

But endure is not, if truth is.

And the truth is,

I am the one,

whom I 

most adore.

Two Fat Ls

Lard and Larvae.

Substance, and decay.

Isn't it funny?

How,

from rotting flesh,

comes new life.

Sprout-lings of

disease.

This ease,

to look past.

The small things.

To avoid,

d i s s e c t ing,

               good 

taking the         from

the

      bad.

This ease,

is

the disease.

Two hogsheads of pale lager for Ms.Celiac.

"Gluten free, please"

I heard her say, from across the restaurant, through crumb riddled lips.

"I hope you choke, glutton."

She didn't hear me say, as I mumbled under my breath, through crumb riddled lips.

Inching.
Right behind her.

Closer.

Closer.

Hands clenched.
Closed,
Tightly.

25.8069758

Well, there is always tomorrow!

Let me borrow your heart.

You reap what you sorrow.

Sorrow reaps.

Slowly, weeps.

Creaks and Groans.

Sticks and stones.

Can't ever hurt me.

But you can.

So, let me borrow your heart.

So, if you crush mine, I'll always have yours.

To crush...

...Or keep.

Oh, decisions.

The root of all evil.

fidgeting

Where I left the place
To mortar and pestle,
Chew spit and collect,
Herbs and magical spices,
Is under a green

p
i
l
l
a
r.

"Use CAUTION"

r e a d .


This all,
out of fear and anxiety.


"CAUTION Used"


For what?

Nothing.


Fuck; exclaimed.

I regret, Nothing.

For my hands twist and turn,
chew and spit,,

Sparks,

Seal and set fire to.
Smoke dissipates.

Here, on Cloud 9.