One bad day,
after another-
One more, to
ease the pain.
Just, one more.
Curled, wrapped,
in the News, of
the day.
Soaked,
shivering-
sorting it
out.
Lens lie, on
Silver screens.
Opening night,
taking a bite-
I try, not
to gag.
Ocean waves,
override, this
yammering,
spewing, on
and on,
lips moving,
washing,
over me.
Zappity zap,
lightning cage,
insects burn.
Breaking the glass,
in case, of emergency.
Checklist:
Dictionary, got it.
Thesaurus, thank God!
Speling? speling?!
Spelling book, whew.
Remington, a savior,
dark times,
pen and paper, familiar
companions.
The Internet, is gone.
Hoping, it’s just us.
Holding out.
Fifteen, grueling
minutes. Hoping
someday,
someone,
will find,
this message,
in this
bottle.
Standing firm-
convicted. I had
everything. Stumbling,
upon you-
a bad day.
Empty handed,
barren feet, fed
up, needing
distraction,
from the Heat.
Sweet sixteen,
so sour, the
words, expectations-
Glamour knew me,
Prosperity beckoned-
feeding bushes-
with loathing.
Running rat,
chasing cheese.
Oh please. Be
a good boy.
Provide, like a
man. Sobbing-
finding a
vein.
Pain today,
gone tomorrow.
It was easier then,
to write, of
defeat, pain, loss,
tears that wouldn’t stop;
easier, to wallow-
in self-pity. In the
lies.
It’ll never get better.
That company sings,
a roaring tune, each
night. Check,
the corner bar.
raise a glass,
to Misery, Failure, Self-
defeat. Yeah,
plenty of company there.
Opens at six am-
has-beens, wannabes,
could’ves, should’ves
served,
daily.
