Frustrated with my THEN and now, job hunt I wrote this… Down life seem like a farce to anyone else but me, by the way???
society
Clown Makeup
From under a collapsing marriage
To under a collapsing roof
Running into questionable surroundings
Just looking for the truth
Looking for a leg to stand on
Solid ground for me to walk
Something to silence my inner voices
So I can hear myself talk
The ‘woe is me’ lines were snorted
The ‘pity party’ blunt has been smoked
What I see in front of me being taken seriously
Is truly a bad joke
But one can only look into the mirror
Think of the punchline for a while
Then put your clown make up on
Join in the circus and smile
I’ve Gotta Ignore It
I’ve been trying not to talk about this
This thing is as present as air
Being surrounded by these people
That believe in a judge that isn’t fair
It’s caged my mind in such poisonous ways
The interaction has brought forth such
A glorious rage
I’ve let their rhetoric do to what
They claim it does not
I’m filled with the satisfaction of
It’s hypocracy
This does nothing for me
This is a declaration of a struggle
A fight within myself
Not to even acknowledge the nonsense
That some take to heart
Turn it my blindest eye
Turn it my deafest ear
Treat everyone’s favorite imaginary friend
As if it wasn’t here
Bussokusekika #5
To observe odd things
Leer at what is accepted
What others may love
Horrible blood sacrifice
That was done to save your life
Die on an addition sign
Bussokusekika #3
A Solitaire View
I never tell people “Good morning”
Because I feel it’s a lie
I never wish “Happy New Year” either
Because during that year we could all die!
I prefer to go to sleep in silence
And wake up to the same empty sounds
Frankly if it were up to me, if you were loud
I’d have you thrown to vicious hounds.
I never look up to the sky for guidance, but only to enjoy the view
Be it the shine of the sun,
The shape of the clouds,
Or if the sky is purple or blue
I actually do enjoy life, probably at a distance
That should be in closing
It’s time for this wolf to walk among the herd
Without the bother of a guise of sheep’s clothing
Tanka #55
Bussokusekika #2
When I think of you
I think of many horrors
For some they’re pleasures
Their reality T.V.
Their imaginary friends
The fact that it’s forced on us
Tanka #48
Nice to respect things
Try to respect the right things
Some respect a badge
But not the heart behind it
When soldiers become John Doe
Your Choice
Roll around in slime
Now go attack a monster
Or please the masses