Taipei Realizations

If fortune is in my favor,

it's stuck in a cookie

in a neon, paper latern scene 

soaked in America, consumed by we.

Common Sense

Thomas Paine

I always forget

how much I hate

The common man.

You're average or rather

Less than.

For someone who wants

to entertain the masses,

a king among men

It sure does hate "people"

People plural are awful,

gross,

bitter cookie cutter,

unique beings.

People are not unique

works of art

Just sloppy finger paintings

by an omniscient

forget-me-not

toddler.

Short & Repeat

I’m So Very, Very Clever Aren’t I?

The poems I write are sad,
So sad and whiney.
It’s because I am sad and I have time.
And no one has stopped me.
No one has yelled at me and said
“EXCUSE ME SIR! BUT YOUR POEMS ARE TERRIBLY DREADFUL.”
How so?
“PATHETIC I MEAN, IT’S A PITY PARTY FOR THREE.”
Me, myself and-
“I, YES NOW YOU SEE. I CAN INSULT YOUR POETRY
BECAUSE I AM YOU AND YOU ARE ME.”
I see,
And the easiest criticisms to swallow are mine
So stop me,
Goddamnit someone stop me,

Stop me,

Stop me,

And promises, of mine even easier to break.
And I’m off track.
And repeating like a broken

Like a broken-

Cliché.
And even saying clichés are cliché is cliché.

I have a few words to say about this album and fun.'s recent booming success... but for another time.

How I Don't End With Me or Not The Why But The How

Here's Looking At You Kid

Why didn’t anyone jump in
like in the movies -

A heroic thing

- Like in the movies

To save me?
I didn’t want to swim back up

It was dirty

And grimy,

Tip toed feet know

I don’t want to keep sinking

Why is everyone on dry land yelling?
Why is everyone on the boat yelling?
Why am I not yelling.
It’s not the why but the how.
How is easy

Land,

Short, definitive
And it stops.
why is the water I’m sinking in

Water is like the thoughts

They don’t move with,

But around you.
How didn’t I swim back up?
Wh-…How do I shift the blame?
How can I move again?
Why don’t I just sink to the bottom.

It’s a calamity chaos,

And oyster, I’m a pearl

Looking for myself in the world that is mine.
Because the world ends with me doesn’t it?
It doesn’t

So that’s how I find out,
How I don’t end with me.
How I will continue with the world.