riffs and inventions III

 
I
war

hurry up,
    keep counting
             the bodies
                 before we
                        run out
                         of numbers

II
the only true path home is
           through the darkness
of ourselves
            
III
if life's all
that

then that's
all

and that ain't
much

IV
if you've been
 waiting to save
         yourself for
            something
good

then you probably have
already missed it

V
over it
I'd rather eat a bowl
full of bullets for
breakfast rather then
have you sleep next
to me again

VI
where is
it

there must be
a stage of life
where all the
shit stop's