Mercy me

Mercy me

I wouldn’t do the same

for you

mercy me

because I want to

be you

mercy me

liar thief grifter

mercy me



I write to defend.

You read for offense.

Talking is just words, not communication.

You hurt, but we “Communicated”.

Ain’t it great?

All wounds excused, “we talked”.

Back in the endless circle.


Stand there, hollow a moment.

Compose yourself,  in the whirlwind.

Sharpen your flat, staccato.

Minor key of your major tune.


I cannot dance

to such dissonance.

I cannot sing

so confused a song.


Do you want me to leave the stage

trip on the footlights

fall in flames on the director

I can’t don’t and won’t hate you.



Some Day

Let me tell you about the end because there’s always

an end.

The obliteration comes so slowly, a surprise

when it arrives.

How does nothing sneak up on you?

Slowly, ever so.


A creeping dot never near, now here

how did we get to this place,

so old, messed up, fat.


Something that can never get here

always does.