Your life plays out like a David Lynch movie
scream you’re not on a winning streak
you loser laughing in a ditch
you lack the beauty of Ilych dying
your wife will forget you, and your children too
kiss your old mistress goodbye
she will miss your pocket money
poor soul self-hypnotizing to sleep
with a “god loves me”
no more, no more
“when you grow up, you will understand…”
“don’t forget to brush your teeth”
“you know mommy loves you, right?”
poking your underbelly
like a “I wanna be your dog.”
You fool seizing on barbiturates
you should have cried
a manly man is only good alive
but not to worry
your pastor will weep, and your friends too
the sun will rise
birds will fly
someone else will fill your spot
better than you ever did
“finish your dinner”
“smile for the picture ”
“don’t forget to say thank you”
and remember “monsters do not exist.”