Thursday, August 30, 2012

Opposable Forces


Why do I die at the end of the day?
I won't have it.
Skulls and crossbones are tragic 
Always come home to havoc
Watch my grandma dump her son 
In the form of ash and bone fragments
From a plastic bag into the sound
Until it got cold and stagnant
I hold a magnet that attracts negative energy
Welcoming it with open arms
My predators remember me
As the one who kills with kindness
They keep a safe distance
The yin and yang isn't the same
Opposable forces face resistance
Taste the bitterness in my sweet talk
Sour pusses claimed assault
When I sugar coat my words
They take it with a grain of salt
It isn't my fault
I'm just trying to resurrect the Dead Sea
Then slowly work my way onto dry land
Bring back my family 
I put dirt into my Brita
Hoping to purify the earth
Soiled myself until I felt clean
Didn't reassure my rebirth
I'm dying here...
Can't you see that I'm dying!
This is killing me
Feeling guilty about plans for a children free environment
It will be elderly in its entirement 
I invent long-life-live dynasties
Cancel chances of retirement
And that's fine with me...
I'm willing to make sacrifices.
This is my permission slip slash mission statement
Dotted lines aren't hard to sign
When science is religions replacement
Let us pray to the test tube
And baptize ourselves in distilled water
As we dance around the Bunsen burner
Give me litmus paper so may write my signature
I promise to not ever procreate if they find a cure
Hysterectomies and vasectomies for all
Spaid and neuter your animal instincts
Cut off your balls.
Immortality has your manhood injured...
Now all I'm left with is my word.

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