The perfect body
will never build
the perfect mind
as there is no
perfect mind, there
is no perfect body
but only our minds
lonesome perception
of what perfection
should look like
that no body can ever
really have in mind.
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I’d rather be shot dead.
I need someone
with gun in hand
cocked cold and ready
against my head
perhaps then
I’d have the reason
to finish this all red eh
I’ve lost interest
with no six gauge to my chest
fire crackers maybe
I’ve the strength to digest
Hell who am I kidding
I’m no good at roulette
but to settle for less, no
I’d rather be shot dead.
oblivion different reasons
Myself
explored expressed explained
oblivion different reasons
over and over and over again
exposing what I’m feeling
though it never really quite makes sense
unless there’s someone healing
who kind of sort of gets the gist
and cradles their own meaning.
giants
Fee-fi-fo-fum
giants
aren’t always
GIANT —
little one
Love will…
Love
will change you
disfigure you
destroy you
mold you
into a thousand
desperate forms
of you
before you
can truly Love
Love will
abandon you
leave you
free you
from its grasp
Broken and
alone you
will then know Love
from whatever it was
you
were stuck in before
you
knew better than to Love
false Love
Curtains
Curtains
in the window
breathe
just as we do
So stop
once and a while
and watch
It’s surprising really
what they have
to offer
Something different
for everyone
only if you care
to listen
coffee
When Hemingway writes
coffee
but doesn’t really
write about coffee
I crave it
Taste it
I smell it’s sorrow
And pour a cup
As the morning becomes I
And I the morning’s passing
this tiny secret
Dying
Everything
Everyone
Always dying
Dead
And gone
People live
People die
And die
And on
For what is life
Without death
Knowing this
tiny secret, that
In death
there too
Is life.
Just the right amount
Just the right
amount of whiskey
can make a poor man rich
and a rich man poor
it all just depends on
who’s asking for more.
lovely pearls.
If you could put
everyone’s depression
in an ivory locked jewelry box
and free the world of self hate
anxiety, fear, despondency
there would no doubt be
someone hidden in daylights shadow
waiting, aching, yearning
and ready
to try on those lovely pearls.
Words Of An Average White Male 