A quiet prayer

Posted in Uncategorized on May 15, 2015 by rawbacon

I really hope there’s no Hell
or Heaven, for that matter.
No because of the tedium
of relentless pain
or pleasure.
But because of the people
I’d meet, again.
The people I would have
to spend eternity with,
as we burn.
Like my family,
for example.

Reality: The place where you survive

Posted in Uncategorized on May 15, 2015 by rawbacon

Twice today, I could have died.
Of course, that’s true
most of the time,
but it’s been a while
since I was that close.
If the theory of the multi-verse
is true,
there’s quite a few in which
I lie skevered by a tree,
like a shish-kebab.
Maybe that’s my gift, my talent,
to jump to the reality
where I survive.
Time & time again….

I might need to stop
testing this theory,
though. It demands
a little too much pain.

Music savages the beast

Posted in Uncategorized on May 4, 2015 by rawbacon

If it doesn’t
rip out your heart & set it on fire,
skull fuck you through the eardrums
or
blow your mind & body to smithereens,
it’s not music.
Just pleasant noises
to hide your inner weeping.

Not lying low

Posted in Uncategorized on April 19, 2015 by rawbacon

I can live on a lie,
easily,
as long as it’s
invisible.
But when it’s there,
staring you in the face..
Hard to ignore.

Promise-breaker

Posted in Uncategorized on April 18, 2015 by rawbacon

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It’s the promise
that keep us here.
The promise
of paradise,
sea, sun & sex.
No cold depression,
no darkness eating
half of our life.
But the frigid cloud
needs more than sunshine
to disperse.
It needs more than
a change of scenery.
It needs actual
change.

Death of an introvert narcissist

Posted in Uncategorized on April 18, 2015 by rawbacon

On his deathbed,
alone
as always.
Whispering:
Come back,
please,
I didn’t really mean it,
when I said:
Leave me alone…

Oh, grow up!

Posted in Uncategorized on April 12, 2015 by rawbacon

The moment you discover
that normality is relative
and your relatives aren’t normal…
that’s an eye opener, no mistake.
And then, years later,
the second, cold realization:
No such thing as normality,
we’re all abnormal.
It’s good to be back
in the crowd.

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