Lest I squander my life with endless tasks,
I spare myself a madness in such wavering tones of a dismal disparage.
Taking what I have for granted, only to spend my souls wages of life lessons poorly for a dime comic featuring my own little caricature's failings.
As if it were a prime time event that i couldn't wait to see the conclusion to.
Just to know that potential could be waiting around the proverbial corner, of my own minds eye.
As i paint you this picture.... I have become hopeful.
Positive reinforcement based on hope doesn't sound nearly as sad when it comes from with in.
Though i wonder if it becomes more pathetic once the ideas hit the air.
To say the least it wont stop me from trying more the very next chance i get.
It only encourages me to splay my heart on this once cool planet.
Pouring it back into the ocean of a long forgotten truth.
What these worlds could teach, must be something worth listening to.

who stood so fast and fell so short,
and to be the star in a failing sport.
for fortunes soldier was lost in hands,
of quiet whispers and swirling sands.
Many before he have had there chances,
in the Godless war of the popes romances.
To be so bold to deny his claim,
this young boy keeled for the first soul slain.
so here he stands as a fool on a hill,
in the shameful act of a prideful kill.
And god did cry for another soul lost,
not for the corpse but the innocence cost.
A boy indeed does end soon in life,
for men are needed to beget strife.
so soon we see what god wont do,
In our own hands the devil speaks true.

Indescribably inside intuitions interests
Agonizing after altered attitudes
Macerated marks made mild morality
Sour sentiments sold separately
Oily orders often obeyed
Slightly serious soft suffering
Terribly trivial tryings tormented
Under urgent unwanted undulations
Partially pealed paranormal persuasions
Indefinite ideals increasingly illegitimate
Dragging damning dreams downward

figure it out

coat me in butter.
stick a fork in me I'm done.
this baked potato.


could not follow war.
it could just be me who knows.
my master is lost.
did not trust him any way.
dishonorable discharge.