rand0m th0ught #113

I see what I see

like the number 13

for reasons

known only to me —

got yours?

rand0m th0ught #112

in our attempt to appear perfect

we are anything but,

so much so

that it’s disheartening

but

what isn’t these days?

it’s almost perfect in a way,

you know, our frailty

rand0m th0ught #111

if you feel unnecessary

then chances are,

you probably are, so just go —

you’ll be wanted again

trigger happy

tear us apart

limb to shred

then ask me why

the floor is red,

you know by now

whose side I’m on

still many times

you prove me wrong,

ten paces pal

then turn around

you’re trigger happy

I know by now,

and turn that smile

into a bullet

now put em up

you beat me to it,

before you frown

I hear the sound

two paces left

I’m underground

rand0m th0ught #110

young people

decide the future

older people

control it

nobody really wins,

this much I know

for certain

rand0m th0ught #109

most things I imagine, ultimately get dismissed

by someone very familiar to me,

yet stranger than any fiction I’ve ever written

The business men in business suits!

Business men

in business suits

pass on by

their busy route

They criss and cross

jump high and juke

other business men

in business suits

With cups of Joe

briefcase they carry

and hurry not

to miss the ferry

Across the harbor

to and fro

the business men

must surely go

To wheel and deal

contracts that steal

business men

of all their zeal

So if and when

you pass a suit

try not to block

their busy route

They’ll huff and puff

and grunt and scowl

walking fast

through you like fowl

For if they stop

they’d surely die

in business suits

and business tie

So watch yourself

next time you walk

and mark my words

in business talk

Do let them pass

or make them late

your time shall come

to seal their fate

Choose what you will

whichever suits

the business men

in business suits!

rand0m th0ught #108

confidence starts with the con,

the rest is easy

brick and mortar baby

how do I put this lightly,

perhaps an anvil will do

oh, but I’m always the coyote

you speedy devil, you

can crush me in an instant

you can split me into two

as I run on air to catch up

you know just what to do,

so tear away the painting

post no bills up on the wall

I’m your brick and mortar baby

we know either way I’ll fall

rand0m th0ught #107

in their confident voices, I hear only ignorance

but than again

my fly has been down all morning —

naturally