I am the man with verses in his head
without these verses written, I'd be dead.
I'll force a laugh, I'll force a silly rhyme,
a perfect tool, I think, for passing time.

I started bleeding verse in middle school,
a tired loser, rotund and uncool,
but things can change, oh I was loved and lost,
and (natur'lly) by this fucked-up tempest tossed.

I'm in my 20s now, I'm living on,
(and also, by some standards, living wrong)
but I do what I must (and so it goes)
and what will I write next? Nobody knows.

Oh look, a sonnet! but I forced some rhymes.
Thank God I won't hang for that petty crime.
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for Amanda Todd

“and i got you, i thought that 
i got you. now i’ll ruin it all.
feeling helpless, acting selfish,
being human and all.

& they’re jumping, & they’re jumping
but they’ll never get out.

just keep touring, just keep ignoring
be a good little trout.”

Amanda Palmer“Trout Heart Replica”

 

i understand
the need to find
a way
out
of this mortal coil

to find
a fucking way
out!|away
from the smell
of pain,
the miasma of
desperation,

to avoid
lacerations
spoken by idiots
that aim to kill.

i know
that deer-
in-the-headlights look,
facing the medicine cabinet 
and serving as judge, 
jury,
and executioner.

though i 
cannot understand
the universe of 
your choices and thoughts,

i can
wish you on at godspeed.
may you find
light in the æther
and hope, somewhere.

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