it's the last day.
time for the ghost
to say goodbye
for the first,
and last
time.
i feel sadness
in the touch
of every nic-nac
as i place them
into a cardboard
box.
i feel bad.
i feel like a traitor.
yet the ghost understand.
as should i
that the living
will keep on moving
until the day we die.
by martin
sunny mornings
chirping birds
walikng dogs
scooping turds
happy moments
gentle breeze
cherry slurpee
brain freeze
holding hands
gentle kiss
feeling love
eternal bliss
by martin
8:05 and all is hell.
once again, i said my prayers
like a good boy.
only to wake up this morning
prayers unanswered.
i suppose it's alrite.
i did after all make plans
to look at a friends kids bike this evening.
if my prayers had been answered
i certainly wouldn't have made it there.
if my prayers had been answered
you would not be reading these words.
if my prayers had been answered
the crows would have flown
with my soul to the son.
i suppose i had this one coming.
i dont usually make plans, just in case
god decides to answer my prayers,
even though i know he won't.
8:28 and all is hell.
by martin
i've been following this prayer
it leads me away from temtation
and delivers me to hell
boring, safe, and ... free ?
HELL
human sheep admire my ability
to steer clear of the wolfs
i passively lick the salt of recovery
i was once a wolf in the wild
now i'm a LICK
female sheep only look good
to farmers in montana
i miss my lillywolf
she's back with the pack
eating MEAT
a wolfs life is fleeting
and with its dying breath
the wolf says a little prayer
it prays that it doesn't come back
as a SHEEP
for thine is the kingdom
and power
and the glory forever
amen
FUCK ME
by martin
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