We all put our face in our palm

god
what did I do
shit
well, i guess it will be ok

because no one pays enough attention
to you
to care

to Fear is to Human

"Oh its like that huh?
I just go out all fucking day picking grapes and
slaughtering animals and you wont look at me
or our fucking kid? who you BEGGED me to have with you"

"..."

"ok, yea i know im not perfect i got
weird fucking goat ears
and like im to shy at the cave meetings and I know you
dont think I try hard enough to be alpha goat cave man guy
but some times im fucking scared
and more then your silent treatment
i need you to tell me
its ok to be afraid of the dark "

And Paris knew with the Apples he gave

and in this game life
know this
all of human intelligence is only a judgment
so all you meet are judging you
unless you judge this statement untrue

The patronizing Reflection

blooms are withered
colour is paling
posture is weak

and yet its shown

vivacious and bigger then the world

Anesthetic Aesthetics

Like the worlds largest trash can
the lovers ignore each other and there life
sucking noxious opiates
made of trash
in a culture of trash
defined by trash

A Letter to Young Mistress Creativity

slander the good name imagination
for it is you who causes us to sleep alone
with impure thoughts of something more
and something right
when all there is
is the cold cold night

Another arrangement for Flowers

With there fleshy leaves
and fading bloom
what vase will replace father

the young men that make them
feel so anxious
which makes them make
the young men so anxious

that seems to be the only way
for they are co-dependent in there
dirty earth hole and tossled by the
wind and rain
waiting to be picked.

The light reflects in various expanse

"Oh how fair weathered for those lost in void
in false disgusting light reclused from the sweeping
whole of nights painful unlit gloom"

"dude come on what the fuck, its just a house with a light on
some times your so gay"

"Heathen! how dare thy take my metaphor in such
vile boorishness and what do we have if we do not
have to explain one with another"

"ok whatever dude, i seriously cant be your friend anymore
your like retarded"

Humans poor emotions

The problem with touching your feelings
is the variety of whats possible is terrible

Nursed Wounds

When she takes her time to fix you
people will sympathize with her
and villainize about you
but she and they dont see
you gave her more then they did
with out you
she must nurse her own wounds
and its much easier to stitch up
another

Let them win the battle, for there War is pitiful

You the Handsome clown
you let a pathetic man stab you?
but you are a master of duality

its true my loved ones
and from this small wound i shall recover
though he,
He will never recover from the dismal sadness
of the kind of man who is in such fear
of ones costume and charm
that he will fair better
with such a small victory

King beneath his possession

Step Lightly beast
With closed eyes
we can not see
that we
are
animal
as well

Mikki and the Mauses

The birth of storm

"How do you make god laugh?"
asked the fresh bloom of spring

mumbling from the aspirin he chews on continuously

"make plans, he thinks its funnest when ever thing is beautiful
and he can change just one small thing to him, and see your disaster"

"Well, then that is why winter must exist." said the bloom now in a raging summer heat

Some one learns not to disrobe there face

"No, I wont look, I cant look

just keep me in the dark "

"but sir please look there is so much more,
i cant say its good, but perhaps you will
like it more then the dark vapid"

"nope no way, don't care this is good enough
this is all I need, i have my anger to cling to"

"well if that suits you then what can i do"

Seeing a women un made up

wretched with your duel face
how is it to be
I can love
and
I can fear
so
at your existence
which is soft

Company in Dark

and as the night set in
he looked at her and knew to himself
the man who says he does not fear to be alone
is more alone in fear then we can know

The Man who could not leave his bed

Christ, if i just keep my eye shut
she wont see me
all my problems wont see me
I can just die alone
with my eyes shut
never leaving this floor
it will be so boring
and ill be depressed
but a hell of a lot better
then facing the horror
of existing

And the Eros strike all but the Heart

God damn it cupid
are you fucking blind?
your
eros arrows errors
hit every where
except where
they change
abhorrence
to
adorrence

The Wounded birds of Boring flatlands

in there natural habitat
the plague of tediousism and imaginisms
have made the good feelings
once abound there
on the verge of extinction

The brain Wave of Narcissism

Give it all
like a tsunami of feelings
or loss of them
trample me with loss of consciousness
nothing between

Wolves howl Angrly at the Moon

Damn disgusting Moon
showing reflection of light
while most of you is
dark, black, and cold

what are you
fucking human?

A couple Digress there life

"Lets go to san fransisco right now, and see the red woods"
"I cant i have work in the morning, you know that"
"who cares, you hate that job"
"yea true, but you like living inside"
"so what, there not gunna fire you if you miss a day"

"maybe not, but really do you think it will be fun
I mean it's cold, and we will fight about
what we want to eat
and the drive is long, and
the traffic is bad"

"Are you saying that when we imagine something,
we can over think it to a point that its impossible?"

And from earth we will give away hope

There was a day when man said to man

"Im so fucking sick of this shit, I have no control"
"Help me put all these stupids stones in circle , yeah,
yeah, that should help now its some gods problem"

"Its not my fault he is a jerk, im not responsible"

and to this day
the people who cant handle that
are told

There minds are sick

The Reflection that saw its self

why do this
always same thing
in same place
hiding nothing
walking alone
only knowing singular thoughts
dear god please let it be a quest of nobility
and not a repercussion of inferiority

A Station for Service

Got the shit kicked out of him you know
that truck stop between his desperation
and sense of entitlement
They twisted his arm till it shattered
and you heard the wild dogs whimper in
pity,
hell, at least they were free.
now with the sun coming back
sobering up to a false sense of responsibility
he nursed the wound
and filled the empty
to drive off
alone
towards another reason for existence
or lack there of.

An unreachable Arch

and the man thought in fear

"dont burn bridges?, jesus I cant
even get close enough to cross them."
"I take my small fairy life
alone with out bridges just deep waters."

Alrinach and her lure

She bated that god damn hook
with her synthetic hither hands
and poised fruits

and if you take, just like the mantis
shell bite your head off
and
leave you trapped

Oden like behavior

Eye want you to see
like eye see
and we can see
all of the seas
because when you understand me
then together we can be

and I offer you this
and you look in a difficult direction
and i remember that
im bleeding right out of my face

The Painful spirit of loss

Oh to the wretched that I can not forget
I always saw through you
you lying naivety

and though I left you
to do what i call work
a haunting ghost of emotion last

You art not a good person

http://iveseenworseshit.blogspot.com/

if you didnt get the hint

this is what i make now

on top of what this is

An Empty Vessel

The ghost too was like the bottle
empty yet closed from anything getting in
jabbed with a cork.

when he spoke about it non of the

other ghost would listen

more so could listen

because when your a ghost it means you
no longer care about things around you
and every one can see through you and is scared
of you because of how sad your existence is now.

Those who watch the blessed

Oh new birth give this women a chance
Dont wither and beat her pale like I

and yes new birth I too pray after I am submerged in you
and my dress sheers to be shown nude in front of all
that i can stand still and strong in there

lustful, greedy, heartless, jealous, desperate
eyes

A new year, A new work