look lady, you got another thing coming, loving me
a doctor would tell you i'm hazardous to health
and well being
well, being these nuerotic tendencies don't seem to be leaving me any time soon,
am i to blame?
or is the fool following the fool?
not to insult your intelligence
but from what i can tell
i'm on a downward spiral past hell and into the bottomless pit of nothingness
like the witnesses tell you about
poof
and i cease to exist
look lady, i'm not asking for pity
or even suggesting you would give it to me
i'm just trying to tell ya
that at this stage in life
certain traits and habits are hard to break
but if you think you can take it
that is - live with some sort of pristine love that covers up a multitude of sins
of which i have plenty
than i guess i can accept your unmerited favor

lady - you're crazy

and i like that about you.

workplace hauntings

if i listen hard enough [whatever that means]
i can hear the sound of tiny ghosts rising from the keyboard
as i click click click on their graves
these moaning spirits [for all spirits moan as it goes]
are fragments of past employees
just like me
who fell into this plastic world of symbols

these letters do not represent me
and yet i live in a society that allows them to speak
for every feeling we feel
i feel sick somtimes, when the spirits fly through my fingertips
and up through the ceiling
like fumes that smell of something terrible
but whose trails whisper of something better
through the roof

and in my mind i am flying
with them to the sky

click click -

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