Friday, April 12, 2013

Funnel; Tell myself Go

just write
why don't'cha?

I'm not broken
not engine machine rusted
not the normal brain trust hell
not functioning correctly

I'm falling to the wayside
the after thought

I remember all the losers
the talent-less dregs

I toast to them on sodium fluoride
paint their graves in corn based colors

I'm tipping off the wayside
the jelly between culture
the infinite man

I've got more story to tell
everything is story
history is story
fact is story
I am a story

All story needs to end
to be told.

1 comment:

  1. A great mixture of bleak and matter-of-fact. The ending is hopeful, however. An accepting tone that brings positivity.