Sunday, February 14, 2021

Valentine

 To be without you would be to have a sky with no sun. 

To never hear your voice would be to have a world without color.

To never watch your sweet eyes peering at me, 

or marvel at that smile shining on your lips, 

would be to live in a world where I couldn't smell blooming flowers, 

or taste steaming herbal tea on bone-weary days.

For anything that made me sigh with contentment or smile with joy, 

would pale in the absence of you, my love.

I have few things to offer you, but I offer them all gladly.

I will lay everything I am at your feet, 

humble gifts at the altar of the divine,

And bow my head to accept your decree.

For anything, 

Anything at all from you -

Eyes cast over a distance, a smile, a sigh, a soft touch of word on paper -

Makes this mortal's life an odyssey.

Sunday, February 7, 2021

Voice

 This poem is brought to you by voice to text technology. Because everything hurts and I just don't fucking care. 😊


I despise the fact that seeing bugs in my kitchen scares me less and less. It's almost as if there's so much shit in my life why not make room for a little more.  Which I know is Harsh because there are wonderful things in my life -- just not close by.


Everytime the phone rings I want to kill somebody. Not that I actually would I imagined jail would be a lot less fun which is really saying something. But one thing I cannot understand is how people are so stupid. Its uncanny. The majority of human beings are self-important little shits on the surface of the planet.


Well this got out of hand fast first I was talking about bugs and how I hate them I know we've come around to people. Not much of a coincidence. 


I remember a time when I wasn't this angry at everything and I think that makes it worse because I know it feels wrong to have so much of this black tar in my heart. I just want to be happy. And if maybe I didn't have to brace myself for the fucking roach invasion every morning my blood pressure would go down and Karen at work would have a goddamn fighting chance against me and my insurmountable fucking rage.


Sunday, January 31, 2021

Working

 Is it working?

At least you have a job

At least you have people who love you

At least you have a car

At least you have your puppies 

At least your rent isn't too high

At least you have a home

At least you have your health

At least you get free lunch

At least you have family

At least you have internet 

At least you can play pretend 

At least you don't need to worry about any real problems

Is it working?

Do I feel better now?