It's me without anger,
Seeing your breath without a chill.
It's Einstein with his tongue out.
    Complete surprise.
Renting a U-Haul to move
Your one little chair.
It's chasing parked cars.
    Sore forehead.
Eyes staring without seeing.
It's throwing a plastic bottle,
Getting angry when it doesn't break
    Wasted energy
It's cheap shoelaces come untied.
Broken rear view mirror, object closer than
It appears, but not in six pieces.
    Under stand.
Socrates was executed, what!?
It's childlike fear in old men
Who control armies.
    Wasted life.
Lies told that only
Stand for one day.
It's placing trust in criminals,
    Stupid idea.
It's inside out but looks right.
Ransom note letters stuck together
That you call your own.
    Lazy bitch.
Complaining about life with a smile.
It's keeping off the grass,
Why the hell for?
    Precious weeds.
Park in handicap spaces
And faking a limp,
It's fixing to get your car keyed.
    Inconsiderate prick.
It's hurting you for principle
Then digging teeth out of my knuckles,
Just shut up and bleed.
    Cardinal rule.
It's returning the U-Haul late,
The little chair still inside.
Breaking plates because none are clean.
    Gone astray.
It's focusing on things far away,
Tripping over what's at your feet.
God damned cheap shoelaces.
    False blame.
Looking in the mirror to see.
It's vanity that fogs vision.
Rather stare down at my feet.
    Looking wrong.
It's suffering through it just to complain.
Get up and go for a walk.
Put off all you can, and do.
    Swear words.
It's starving yourself on Slim Fast,
While sitting on the couch all day,
"I'm not losing any weight!!"
    Miss Guided
Letting addictions rule everything.
Rent or pot, rent or pot?
It's enough to make me scream,
    Bloody murder.
Staring into oncoming headlights,
It's the hope everything will work out
Without actually doing a damn thing.
    Fate dependent.
Broken plates cutting feet, for three months.
Realizing all you know is true, isn't.
It's becoming a man, what a mess
    Protein shake.
It's cursing the gods for misfortune
And praising youself on a good job.
Ignorance before stupidity every time.
    Self promotion.
Hitler only had one testicle,
Was a failed artist, committed suicide,
It's kind of sad really,
    Sick bastard.
Answering questions with questions
But hating when others do the same.
It's a two-way mirror put in backwards.
    Look inside
    Look outside
    See yourself
    Run away

09/05/2002

Posted on 09/05/2002
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