me and bad luck are besties

i'm trying
to learn
how to hold my breath again
using a dremel
to edge up some rough spots
become a purely professional contagion

eyeballing
the nearest darwinian canidate
the evolution of innocence
to lil miss ruiner of worlds
kissing her own cold soars
diamonds are'nt forever

dozens of macro universes
flip book through my peripheral
groundhog daying standard difficult slumber
it took me from the time of copper pennies
to achy ankles and elbows
to redeem any sense
of misplaced cool point gratification

the daily dream would seem more fluid
less like a shadow slideshow
if i could learn
to control my blinking

spoon feeding
a nicotine addiction
from a bowl of watson 540s
and scabs
we all crawl
on skinned knees from time to time
try to learn
how to not think of our mother's naked

somewhere
on the civil servant exam
there should be a section on
mistaking a cell phone for a fire arm
reading a fat kids lips
who talks with his mouth full
and an empty heart

me
i'm a complete asshole
love to drive drunk
with no regard
for the possibility of incarceration
or the ease of widowing
actually fond of solitary confinement

can't seem to stop kicking my own ass
no matter how many limbs i tie off
arachnid
knowledgable in mui thai
the art of annotating self hatred
with still a free hand
to carry all the baggage
i've packed for another guilt trip