Saturday, July 26, 2008

And the next of kin takes the lead

And I’ll call you a liar
If you tell me you love me
It’s all a lie
and it always was

It’s now confirmed
I’m gone
myself exists
On this paper

The me you see
This body…
Is just a shell
So don’t believe a word I say

The pen is my friend,
The paper is our only hangout spot

I fail at life
I’ll make people laugh
At how
Just damn pathetic I am

Laugh at me
Cover me with insults
It doesn’t matter
You may as well make fun of a sculpture

But who are you really insulting
The sculpture or the sculptor?

Take a breath
Hold it in
Let it out
Congratulations, you’ve now found the meaning of life

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love how you write.

Anonymous said...

I love how you write too.
Especially this one.

Anonymous said...

"Take a breath
Hold it in
Let it out
Congratulations, you’ve now found the meaning of life."

This stanza drives me insane.
I don't think i've ever had a few sentences in my head ring over and over for such a long period of time....