being mercy

left for dead
bones wrapped in skin
tightening
life as a screw

science has helped us
betrayed us
invented an experiment
meant for the gods

the school bus driving
stopping for children
holding their lunches
dinner too

class full of hungry
minds and education
difficult being studious
to this or that

life has a purpose
the awkward conclusion
breathtaking illusion
described as a goal

being mercy
the kind you can hold

gone today here is tomorrow
take the kayak
a pole to fish

created
in the image
of someone
unfamous
a weed maybe
a sycamore tree

then no

where the trees
and sky
marry
where the rocks slide
tortured momentum
when the road is blocked
find another way

when the gun is drawn
with a pencil
on paper
when the bullet
passes
thru your eye
then out
the back of
your skull

then you know
then
you abruptly know

over here

see
you laughing
at
the thought

god
we are holy

got
an atm
for the house
for the rented
apartment

can
get money
anytime

millions
of dollars in
the next room
and
i am over here

later

later
when death arrives
when the pizza
is delivered

one bite
collapses in a new
chair

it will be days
before
they find you
and the pizza

box open
one slice missing

science

as science becomes
and guys
with guns and god
get their foot in

it is despicable i
heard that

the language itself is
arguably meant to cut
served
up have a last
meal and believe
somebody
other than you
must
be coming
must be moving in

swing

arrived
in
the mail

seems cruel
the swing
the fun
and excitement

push me
harder
mom
push me higher

what’s left
is
nothing
what’s left
are
memories

our time
on
the swing

filled

it is a planet
filled with
lonely
people

filled with
happiness and
sorrow

filled with
memories and
people who
are trying
to
forget

filled with
people who
remember

filled

home

behind the house
there is
a shed

it has a
window and
2
large doors

would you
mind if
i
moved
in and
put up a
mail box

called it home
called it my
new indiana
home

fingers

pretty happy
before
i met you

you
being so
depressed
and constant

i could count
on your
sadness
then i
ran out of
fingers
and
you moved
on
to somebody
else

your mom
resting
in the ground
in the
former
yugoslavia

it will happen
here
too

chase

with
the speech money
you
bought a big house
a few humans and
an expensive car

can laugh now
because
i am and
no longer
entirely
give a fuck

here to chase

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