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Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Friday 2/22/2008 01:12:00 AM

Ready to die and not knowing how. Such an unfortunate predictament.

Suicide is illegal. Weird. Why? Because people think they're that important. People. Bits of toilet paper I use to wipe the shit from my ass. People. Articulate monkey's talking to deaf gods. Praying. Pretending anyone's listening.

There's no reason at all for anyone to live. We're all useless. Replacable. Mice in traps. Selling each other happiness at a profit.

Suicide is the answer. Because the world could stand a few less people in it.

Why encourage people not to die? Why tell strangers you care if they live? Because mortality is too much to bear. Because god took his phone off the hook and satan's voicemail is full again.

I've always been dying. Coloring in the carcasses of demons. Grey rainbows of skin deciding how sad it was. Being her. The liars looking for the off switch. To change burnt bulbs. To convince rumplestilskins the child is already dead.

Suicide is the answer. To every question I've ever asked.

Craftsman of light said...

No lifeless dead star can dream of light --it remains they zombie the toxic darkness.
Asteroids floating in the nothingness. Alive, if at all they are -- hopeless and despairs will already kill them .Alive they're already dead....refusing the emotions that could make them human...but raped from birth and all birthrights taken away..leaves only bitter dying thought of the memory that knife them a long time ago of something that was once alive.
Only doll limbs to cling to in order to relate in some way .
Why not could talk of life as death.

alcholic poet said...

well, that was my point. life is death. living is dying.

and it takes too long.

Craftsman of light said...

No love, it takes place daily...when you inspire you live..while you expire you can pretend not to live; or else would words whip out of the live wounds like drops of blood ?? EVEN IF ONE IGNORES THE PAIN??
Love talking to you because you're special.

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