I could dance and sing


though dark eyes were


there


Doing there sting


You thought is was fine


to enjoy life


until it was


not okay


You are not one of us


was the song returned


For your pleasure


You should be


punished


And that makes perfect


sense.



Take a step back..


We have a real problem: Us.

A wo(man) runs on a cement path every morning, yea..


Then one day a rock is tripped on that was not ever there!


The person begins to cuss loudly at the inanimate object!


WTF!



Shit happens..


If anything went wrong it is probably my fault..

Yes I did it.


I am responsible.


Because of me there are locusts.


And your first born was killed by an angel.


Now I am able to rule the world .


And own all the money.


But this remains odd.


So I am sorry.



No tears in this.


The creepy thing


Interests of yours


Of forgotten dreams


And in the day


You are blind and


stupid


enough to drink wine


you wish life were


a party


full of laughing


but we all got


feel stupid.


The times you could


scream


Pain in the ass


falls away for a while


at imaginary places


where mermaids arrive


in the eyes of


sailors.



It happens.