Friday, March 24, 2006

MadameBastet-firing-neurons

MadameBastet-firing-neurons
Everything seems so difficult lately.
I feel like Sisyphus, rolling the rock endlessly.
Up, down, up, down.

The innocence of youth is my salvation now.
The sweetness of everything being new and wonderful.
I see what these lovely little creatures see
They have not yet been introduced
to themselves
or to the world.

They plant seeds that grown into lollipops
and trap Leprechauns at night
They pet chickens
and end the day with Rice Krispie treats.
They are beautiful in their awe and wonder
They are life
pure, true and I am blessed
to guide them along their journey.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

MadameBastet-firing-neurons

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Christ I fucked up.
And when I fuck up I usually take others with me
into the royal fucked-up-ness.
Some great weariness caught me
like my soul was tired of being dragged around
in this old body.

Ok, I'm a fuck up! A moron! An idiot!
I want out of this place.
I let the ugliness come out for all to see.

Jesus, it really ain't pretty.
I wonder if Christ felt this tired
on the cross?

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

MadameBastet-firing-neurons

MadameBastet-firing-neurons
The goddamned beast has me again.
Idiopathic creatures of the night
follow me throughout the day
Cursing this wretched form.

God I'm tired.
Another day, another doctor
all part of the plan?
I think not.
Random cruelty is His game
Look around!

A mother of six year old twins almost cries
when I sing their praises
She's rife with tumours
and has been dealt a black fucking hand.

All this
while my 92 year old grandmother
who smoked butts
and sat on her butt
and ate lard
continues to live.
She had more than enough time
and blew it all.
Christ that pisses me off.

Fuck you and your arbitrary world.