Waiting for all of it to end

Posted in Uncategorized on February 11, 2018 by rawbacon

Just hanging,

you know?

That’s how I’m doing.

Just waiting

for the plates to stop spinning,

for the rotund lady to do her thing,

for the curtains to drop,

for the devolution.

Let fall

what cannot stand,

please.

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Coming up on a come down

Posted in Uncategorized on February 10, 2018 by rawbacon

Measured against any ethical

or even aesthetic

yardstick, my life comes up

short.

Strangely okay with that.

And so we end up with this.

Only in extremis are we alive

Posted in Uncategorized on December 9, 2017 by rawbacon

All I want

is someone to fuck

as the bombs drop

Without great pain, no melancholy

Posted in Uncategorized on December 9, 2017 by rawbacon

Have you ever watched a piece of fiction

and felt an aching sense of melancholy?

Have you then realised

that nothing in your life

can match it?

That is the tragedy

of living well.

How freaking hard can it be, to keep it in your pants?

Posted in Uncategorized on December 8, 2017 by rawbacon

Remember how 2016

was supposed to be like

the worst year ever?

Because of all of our heroes dying?

Yeah, 2017 showed us all,

didn’t it just?

Rather a dead hero,

than a disgraced one.

Every cigarette a memento mori

Posted in Uncategorized on December 8, 2017 by rawbacon

You only die once,

might as well have some fun.

Eternity without intoxicants,

sounds like hell.

Tempus fuckit.

 

Us poor folk might as well be invisible

Posted in Uncategorized on December 8, 2017 by rawbacon

If you want a revolution,

you need to fuck up

the middle class.

Once the lattes

and the videos of kittens

stop flowing,

once the moans

turn to yells,

we’ll see some change.