Lilly
I’m an asshole
An insensitive, uncaring living piece of shit...
In short I’m a human
I have a wonderful bride
Ask anyone who knows her, they’ll tell you I don’t deserve her
Not by a half
She keeps me alive
truly keeps the roof over our heads
food on our plates
I spend all day writing
Hoping to make something worthwhile
Worth all her hard work
I toil away all day between my ears
With nothing but words to show for it
Just words
Nothing a room full of monkeys
couldn’t paste together
And here in this I have the gall to be a human
And loose my temper
A temper that will one day kill me, holding a numb left arm
Nothing to be mad about so I concoct one
It is what I do
Writing is imagining
and so is jumping to conclusions and latching ahold of them
Somewhere in my dark subconscious
I pull bullshit and raise my voice
Caught up in my rage I ramble
And my voice rises to a scream
Vein popping euphoric, throat tearing song of my youth
Like I said I’m an asshole
And she cries