Selling confidence

are you found
lacking, or
think you are?
if so, we’ve got
something for
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.
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

I don’t know

allow me to
you in this direction.
don’t follow my lead
this is just what i’ve been told.
i presume scraps of truth
in what’s been said.
reason rests upon
fanciful belief.
belief and fact,
impede judgment,
to which each slant levels.
distorted facts contort belief
towards irrationality.
i don’t know what i know.

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care was withdrawn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.

The Joneses ethics

He bumped his head, that’s how it started. I’ve got nothing to do with this, but you wanted a story. Although, I’m not the one to tell it. You need to ask Sally for the dirt. But say story in place of dirt. She tends to be literal and might actually hand you dirt. Ha, who am I kidding, there’s no Sally. Christ, there’s no story. I wish there was one, that would be more interesting. If there was a story, you’d leave me alone. What do I look like to you? A friggin’ book? I’m surprised that I’ve been able to explain this to you this far. I have a hard time with words and putting them together. The teachers have all said the same thing, “he needs to apply himself.” But what do you tell them that you’ve applied and they’ve rejected your application? Apparently my effort, according to them, was a lack of effort. So what the hell are they teaching me? I’m not worth their time. So I’ve given up on pleasing them and tried to please myself. It’s a hard task when trying to keep up with the Joneses. These people seem superior in all respects. They’ve done nothing for anyone but themselves. In turn, this has caused many hardships for others. So what’s this story I was going to tell… Oh yeah, go ask Sally.

What’s that down below?

Man what the hell is that? I woke up feeling fine, or at least as fine as I can be – which to be honest, is better than most. But today, something was off. I couldn’t place it. Okay, that’s a lie, I could place it. It’s between down south. I’ve woken many a time  and I’ve never noticed this. This mash up of floppiness. Not big, but it looks to be equivalent to my stature. Slightly discoloured and limp. Hmmm, what the hell? Since when does my belly button carry lint?