Dark Poetry ~ The Showroom

Spiritual mid-fuck luxury…
Bankruptcy! Lack of transparency.
Prayer for the win…

No ethics in the showroom please.

Be my whores.
Live up to the Joneses.
It’s not about what you can afford.

Now, get on your knees…
take it on all fours.

Buy now!
Sink so low.
Cry no more, my best friend.

Here’s your new…

Uuummm… whatever… sign the contract.
What was your name?
Good. Good. In blood.

You’ll be the envy of everybody.

You’re debt will be the best.
Don’t think too much. Give yourself a rest.
Who cares about tomorrow.

When you drive. You absolutely must look your best!

Poem ~ Ahead Life!

Survivor, so tired, too tired.
Enough fighting anymore.

Here, right now.
I say…

Go ahead life! you won!
Take me you win!

The End…

Sad joke. Cruel jest.
It is not within…

To give over, give up, or give in.

Fighter, lost inside self deprecating hate.

Back me against the wall, please!
Then at my best…

No matter how hard.
No matter how tired.

Must keep fighting, no doubt.
Survive to fight again.

Poem ~ ZOOM!!!

Rush, Rush…

Must be expedient
or
I may not get done, something IMPORTANT!

Move, Move…

More quickly, faster still!

Must finish everything that NEEDS doing!

Hurry, Hurry…

Through life, a race to complete.
Is it not?!

Speed, Speed…

Cannot pause. To important. Too much HAS TO BE DONE!
Courtesy is only convenience, get out of MY way!