Purpose
The psychologist
Bartender
Mortician
Hospice and
Social
Workers
All toil for the same
Purpose.
When they lie in bed at night
at least they
know
somebody
has it worse
than they do
possibly even
worse than
you
and I
Both.

This Title Was Made For This Poem
The Butcher cleans his blades
the schizos perceive what does not exist
the mortician prepares the embalming ( Read more... )

Live Through.

if  you're the only train

in your city

then you're driving people

away.

I don't think

any

of our problems would exist

if

poke'mon were real.

It's been a decade and all he has edified in her is sorrow.
genuine, arctic-cold sorrow.

And the decade before that, my father instilled it.

Therein lies my self diagnosed (proclaimed) dilemma with relationships.

The sky is a beautiful shade of gray today.

they laugh continually
even when
a board falls down
and destroys a face
or distorts a
body
they continue to
laugh,
when the color of the eye
becomes a fearful pale
because of the poor
light
they still laugh;
wrinkled and imbecile
at an early age
they joke about it:
a man who looks sixty
will say
I'm 32, and
then  they'll laugh
they'll all laugh;
they are sometimes let
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Mathematics and Aesthetics
it is 1:12 in the classroom
outside the wind
howls
I quietly respond
no numbers required.

Mathematics and Aesthetics (a rebuttal)
it is 1:12 once again
and outside the wind sounds like
a world full of ambulances
and no trees
for once
I know disarray
in the hearts of
men
and
robots.

A blond girl's summation of my paper on the seclusive, callous nature of human beings;

"people not being together not careing about others, money rules"

Maybe
just
-maybe
there really isn't that much mystery in the demise of passionate writers.

Hum Bug.

D
on't

watch the last episode of Clone H
igh

on Tv-links.cc

that is, unless you plan on making new conflict-resolving episodes for me personally.

Or D
o

Whatev
er.

Hemingway  
Gave No Consideration
To The Feelings
Of His Loved Ones.