A little bit of poetry for the condemned.... Don't ask.

Sometimes I feel like the world

Has gotten away from me.

Like I have somehow gotten disconnected.

Because I wasn’t listening,

Because I’ve been daydreaming,

Because I’ve been too happy.

It turns into a just deafness in my ears

And hazy, old, half-arsed ideas in my eyes.

I am scared of the things

I’ve long mastered, yesterday

The world all of a sudden just

Becomes too damn big for me.

My dog gets sick.

My lenses go dirty.

My car won’t start.

I pay the last buck

to go see a movie – and it’s bad…

Life just sucks,

For dense twenty-five seconds.

Sexy kisses can’t save me.

Good books can’t save me.

I am too small to be affected

By victory histories.

It’s just twenty-five, but they tend to resonate.