spread your mess around
tangle fingerwebs and brain-waves
remember to pass on your mouldy roses
to those who'd stop the world 's motion
for a moment
for goodness' sake
shake the wind out of your hair
go back to crazy when you spoke to self on streets
batshit on the inside
screaming deep into lung
and locked chest
whistling to restless prisoners
harmonise your agony
drag another crutch to carry you
leave clothes for the outside
face your innards in here
put on the blinkers
wind shield wipers clean robotic emotions
swallow once, twice
look up
force leaking eyes to dry
vomit violent silences
breath driving
against a racking rib
smile politely
make quiet conversation
forget the cracking thunder
in temple,
desecrated presence
shattered light of a lone candle
starts a fire
turn my back on the flames
walk away
what was there
nothing remains,
dusty footprint, rotten flower,
marked sneer stains a memory
don't make a big deal out of this
its not a big deal
its not a big d e a l . . .
miss me
when I'm gone
retracing childish steps
to coulda beens that led to
shoulda dones
harden heart and let the weeds grow among
headstones
there's a scratch marking each affect
it cannot break, that's an emotional cliche
its not a big deal
its not anything
do your lungs not still breathe
do your capillaries still read
between the lines of your heartbeat
suckling on bled nutrients
a bruised knuckle from night time stroll
is more real than
what you think
nothing is as it seems
its not a big deal
feel your organs function, thoughtlessly
no ego in mind.
do not be fooled
for neither are you
a big deal
there will always be better folk,
staking claims, help you punch above your weight
you will be defeated
as they turn away
you, learn your rightful place in this
reality contract
you're nice enough, sure
but unexciting,
you're plain as they come
someone to forget
someone to be forgotten
it's not a big deal
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