Too Human (an apology)

Always a closet
   always a skeleton
      to reside in it

Always a Fear
   some type of darkness
      around corners
   drawing near

Always spending your days
   just waiting
for that defining moment
   where the mind calls quits
breaking down the purpose of being concious
   into easily manipulated molecules
dissecting rosy seedlings, a beautiful yet
      disrespectful act when compared to
   dissecting a toad, so fucking gross
      and pointless, I mean what fucking good
   will this do for us?
   It's a fucking toad...

Always spending days slamming doors
   always with a clenched fist
      always squeezing tighter
   always realizing
      there really isn't anything else to do
   other than trying to conjure
      some kind of idea
      some kind of imagination
      some kind of expression
      some kind of thing which
      exposes what is naked, a blunt image
  
Something truly raw and fleshy, truly vulnerable to the touch
   maybe quivering at the idea of a very curious finger
      poking the very limits of where it is wrong to touch
                  but always touching
               where it is wrong to touch

kick me in the groin so I can start kicking like crazy
      so I can have a reason for a temper tantrum
a reason to treat this childish mistake like a moment in the corner
      (dunce hat and all)

A dumb ass display captured in an antique frame
      to eternalize erroneous behavior
   an antique frame which will survive
   the test of time, through war and plague
      in tact and still hanging on some lucky ass wall
   which was constructed only to remind the critics
      of that same old fucking mistake
   committing the frowned upon act
      of spilling milk on a beautiful black dress
   I know, what a dumb ass
   sorry for being clueless
      
      Always a skeleton in the closet
   eternalized in the state of petrifacation
      
      Always an excuse to never clean out this closet
   the dirt is already six feet deep
      
      Always a reason to not admit
      that behind this decrepit door
      behind this shameful closet
      and behind this deceptively grandiose facade
   is something that is truly human
      and I'd rather not have to apologize
      for this dumb ass mistake