I had the temperment of Bruce Banner times ten
administered the rage from rib cage
for the ages...
the ones who share the same sorts
of devastation
inner self hate killed me
many times over,
so much my eulogies are a best seller
read between those lines if you
can find the failure as
the murder weapon
seeped deep within the soul
crumbling.....fumbling like that
paper from 3rd grade
"Sorry, mom....it was the best I could do"
somehow no matter how hard I made my attempt
to advance and be something they can
be proud of.....
I get shot....
that killed me
"The older you get, the stupider you are"
yeah, she said that
and I wasn't wearing a vest.
WHOA. Deep indeed.
damn. each time I read this...damn.
It is good too see a new poem from such a good writor i enjoyed this it was deep