Drunken Ramblings (my poetry)

The way things are these days... brain damage has become contagious.

We are but lambs lined up for slaughter

I need a change off  scenery... This place is a cancerous tumor in the armpit of America. It's tearing me apart as I watch the people I love decaying before my eyes.

What is this, and why is it so? You burgle my words, but change the flow. I call you to repent your crime, And perhaps forgiveness in time. Tis only words you say, And tomorrow is another day. While dreams, they will torment In dusky fields I circumvent With a heavy heart and saddened smile The predator watches with stealthy guile Ready to pounce on the unsuspecting soul.

The mind is as fragile as fine crystal. A tone, or vibration, or even a gentile tap  can shatter it with the ease of taking a step.

Good days, bad days, mediocre days... they all seem to melt together'

It came over me with an orgasmic deluge, but twas only I had to urinate.

What is man's need to conquer all the eyes can see? I'll never understand why basic necessities  will suffice wholly and completely.

Loss

I want to disappear...

I long for a lilting, lyrical voice to lull me into oblivion. I would wish to never return while listening to her sing-song reverberations of love and live everlasting.

Wandering aimlessly is easing my afflictions

I raise my goblet in cheerful exaltation to the lighter side of filth and obscenity! Hezzah!