I've always been sad, I forever felt blue
no longer denying I know it's my truth,
receiving bad karma or tortured artist?
oh hell, I've become a short bucket list!
Poems
The human being is a monstrous thing
Pettily ironbound and out to lunch
Braindead to truth and scientific fact
A stimulus and response one-two punch
The human mind is a defective thing
Thick and metamorphically waning
Prone to the faux pas of half-baked thinking
The plight of all scientists in training
Mr. Spock knows, Western culture's the joke!
Who's hot who's not, who's high 'pon a coke?
Spock understands all fads turn on the dime,
that entertained masses are evolving behind
In glee and with joy our mob misses the fact!
'Tis naught but trivia neath one's gratify hat?
All Science Officers know our jerkwater fluff,
and train up once, no more nonsensical stuff
Tit for tat, please leapfrogs leap
one floats frolic, one dives deep
happy cop, sad cop, all so same
Bard twins play a poetry game!
Pain in life is universal
Suffering par for the course
Loneliness comes with the turf
Companionship its counterforce
Slings and arrows all-embracing
Mournfulness across-the-board
Lonesomeness part of the deal
All stings fair square upon the sword
Oh, I want to feel glorious, be as worthy and admired
yet my ambience 'tis unrenowned, pitiful and retired
I long for splendorous beauty, to be qualities sublime
but everything's resembling, pure dishonor in my lie
I hope to be exalted, remembered hero to one and all
yet my history disgraceful, has me too late to un-fall
Thank-you all for being here today!
as I know Marshall's not in heaven,
and he's not looking down upon us,
yes, he's just before ever being born
as nothing in our fading memories!
Standing outside my bedroom window, my head against the screen,
I'm gazing 'pon my place in the world, as everywhere I've ever been
I've lost this spot to search again, and supposedly found once more,
room in the world for me to thrive, runway from whence I can soar!
We're all Karen's
Men and women alike
Lost in the dark
Yokes of the human psyche
We're all clueless
Smart or dumb no matter
Wild and wacky
Mad as the next hatter
I'm an original Karen who'd tell you what's what
tarnished spoon in my mouth, a stick up my butt
I'd criticize everything, two cent worth a big zero
delusionally believing I'm the human being hero
in pathetic, whiny bitchy and complaining retort
I'm right you're wrong, my periods ending report
The yarn 'tis true, a well-known fact
Jesus up in heaven, drives a cadillac
he rise from dead to move his stoner
to suck on pussies and eat the boner
he licks all flesh, bird mammals fish
for him to bite me 'tis a hardon wish
then I can be a crazy ghoulie as well
smells like pearls, but reeks like hell
If you think gods are real, eat my shorts
Gods are not real but fictitious
Man-made trumped up and make believe
If you think you know someone is
looking down on you, eat my shorts
Truths are not what you say you know
Truths are found only in science
Heaven's not a place, eat my shorts
The truth and nothing but the truth
As found in Romans 69:
Keep your folk tales out of my mouth!
