Sunday, December 18, 2016


My memories of being
With you are such misery
My pain makes me ask
If I should get gasoline
And make them burn
Just burn
Until they are ash
But I can't
When we were together
I reached into my soul
Transcended my boundaries
Only to come
Crashing down
Out of control
More fun was had at funerals
And cemeteries and ossuaries
But for the time
You made me think
I could be happy
Even if it was momentary
A tale that was cautionary
For the morons to follow
But I only have now
And I only have words
No one listens
And no one cares
My life is hollow
I am popular as germs
Or worms
But I have those memories
I'll hold onto them
For a while now