A corn of sand in the eye of Eternity

Posted in Uncategorized on March 15, 2015 by rawbacon

I wasted the lifespan I was given
and I have so much more time
that needs wasting.
There’s not enough hours in the day
to watch the dust settle
and keep up an active social calendar,
as well.
Deserving of eternity?
I guess not, but
just imagine the possibilities!
A testament to
Sloth & Indulgence
for the ages.

Ashes of an empty vessel

Posted in Uncategorized on March 7, 2015 by rawbacon

I will die,
unknown,  unsung and unloved.
I will die,
knowing this,
and it changes nothing.
There’s no blue sky,
no silver lining,
no princess on a white horse.
I lie in a bed
of my own making
and it is lumpy.


Posted in Uncategorized on January 24, 2015 by rawbacon

Sonder: The Realization That Everyone Has A Story: http://youtu.be/AkoML0_FiV4

Someone knew me once.
For a brief moment,
I shared my life with them.
Shared my story & my time.
Made an impression,
out of time & untethered,
yet more real, more vivid
when colored by the mind.

I am nothing more
than an actor,
playing my part,
so you might have a story to tell,
a memory to link your past
to the present
and guide you forward.

Just another day at the office

Posted in Uncategorized on January 8, 2015 by rawbacon

Lord, let this day end.
Let this day be erased from history
and let me be erased with it.
It served no purpose,
made no one happy,
why persist in the wallowing?
This day was not even fit
to serve as a baseline.
Let this day be erased
and consign it to oblivion.

I fucking hate nice

Posted in Uncategorized on January 4, 2015 by rawbacon


So many nice things happens to me,
that’s nice.
But then I start to get aspirations,
to think that life could be good, great, better.
And I reach for it,
on my tippy toes,
stretching for the moon.
Ending up in the ditch,
covered in mud & regret.
Of course, happiness is in the pursuit,
a goal is to aim for.
Arriving is statistism, death.
So maybe I should celebrate the nice things,
the small encouragements
that leads to grand disappointments,
that keeps me trucking.
Nah, fuck it, for once
I’d just like to arrive,
even if it kills me.

2015 is going to be interesting

Posted in Uncategorized on December 31, 2014 by rawbacon

I seem to have acquired some backbone,
though not by my own will.
Or is it?
Is the drug to praise
or is it just a catalyst?
Well, let’s see how long it lasts.
It certainly is novel & appreciated,
I think.

Same same, no difference

Posted in Uncategorized on December 21, 2014 by rawbacon

Forever fucked,
perpetually trapped.
This island will be the death of me
or at least my sanity.
There’s no escaping
this prison we call mind,
no saving grace.
I will forever be
a mediocrity.


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