Selling confidence

are you found
lacking, or
think you are?
if so, we’ve got
something for
you.
act now,
before you
think delay.
buyers swear
by it,
on it
and even
to it.
just make one
easy payment,
ten times,
to fill a space
you didn’t
know existed.
luckily,
we designed
a  solution to
a problem we
may have created.
we are not liable
for any damages,
physical or mental,
because, let’s face it,
it’s made in
China.

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Remembering what happened and more

memory is a touchy subject
because it has a tendency
to elaborate.
facts lived are
more adamantly detailed
upon recollection,
but during such
reflections are mirrored
the ideals of misconception.
preconception tends the
grounds of deception.

Emotionally reasoned logic, disorientates compass

i tried not to get attached.
during the budding,
i told myself this will pass.
as things progressed,
i developed a connection.
mind you, this link
seemed faulty.
it wasn’t until the end that
i became fully invested.
i was told i took to long,
and my currency deplorable.
defeated, i ceased payments.
i saw no point investing
into a sinking ship.
deception, of myself
and of another.
care was withdrawn
and slowly with it,
the false bonds built, too.
uncertainty and distrust
lead to faulty foundation.
stability fluctuates,
under its
insecure structure,
for balance.

Beauty is a bastard

she asked,
am i pretty.
i had no response,
because really,
like the saying goes,
beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
and if that is true,
regardless of the majority,
what i have to say is neither
right nor wrong.
i know that whatever i say,
i’ll be called a bastard.
for the most part,
it’s true, for the exception that
my mother was married before
i was conceived.

3 beats 4 if it were 5

it’s hot.
damn, why do i feel so hot?
feels like i’m being roasted on the inside.
i… i think i’m going to be sick.
these butterflies, they’re stinging like bees.
focus goddamnit, it’s just nerves.
i guess i’m just fixated on the unknown.
why does it have to act up now?
i’m going to race a dog.
it has 3 legs.
that could be the problem,
i guess.
some say handicap, for it has three legs.
others say benefit, for nature will conquer.
bullshit, i say.
three loses to four.
math would never lie, would it?
predicated probability to prevail?
maybe.
only the present holds true,
unless the odds say otherwise.

Minding my senses

It’s hard to see clear skies with stormy eyes. Yet when eyes are unrestricted it’s hard to see clouds. I wear glasses because my vision is degrading, and I have trouble differentiating from either. My eyes may be witness, but my mind will redirect account. Definitely a short sight on my part, hence the glasses. It’s to bad they don’t fix askew thinking. Crooked as my thinking may be, I must attribute most of that to my lack of experience, understanding and intelligence. I know that I don’t know, but due to my mental deficiency, I don’t foresee any possibility of redemption. It’s funny how my eyes see what my mind selects as truth. All these involuntary actions, these finite senses are funneled and filtered through a central location, curating validity through make-belief reasoning founded upon others similar processes of deception.