DUMB WEDNESDAY
She’s an overwhelming feeling of revulsion 
that cripples the finest furs at the pit
of it. An agony that cannot be resolved
unless, she’s slaughtered. To pieces.
Of the tiniest mucks that get into
those little fissures of my grimiest
shoe sole.
Her sullen twitches is not
cute. Still it’s a threat to my nicest sighs.
A pathetic bundle of Goth and prom-queenish
slyness. A dumb combination
that makes up a dumb Wednesday.
She was once a darling but her bulging
stares and widest head, eeks me out.
She’s a reminder alright.
GET THAT MOON
Lacking all the other things that others or a particular someone possess can be such a spit on your face. It’s when you have this eye on something or worse, on someone, but remains to stay at your feet because of the sore fact that having the very same thing is like stretching to get the moon. Absurdly out of this dimension. And that’s where insecurity paves its way.
You might like or hate a friend because she got her hands on that something you’ve been having delusions about to have a grab of. Insecurity ignites havoc on relationships and most especially to yourself. Sporadically, you’ll feel how it pulls your shit down and the next thing you’ll know, your ass hurts from the fall. It’s now a mosh pit of bitterness, cynicism, loathe and all the negative compulsions in Pandora’s Box. Those will be all yours. Then, little….by….little….you deteriorate – into an ashen culprit, sucking out your good ol’ soul.
So before it’s too late, LOSE IT. It is now or never.
