Man In Black

Can I have this dance?

Please don’t mind my feet, they are

Basically hooves.

Sure, I have a beak

For a nose. Yes, my eyes burn

Red in the moonlight.

I am so cold, my

Dear, even with all this fur.

Warm me, take me home.

Just do a tiny

Favor for me: renounce your

Baptism. No big

Deal. Make me your new

God, and I’ll be so good to

You, you’ll never doubt.

Assistant Manager

You claim the right in

Singling me out as if

You’d benefitted me.

Ridiculous and

Self serving, you pompous and

Pious prick. How much

Evil you have put

On me, I cannot even

Count. You have your charts,

Bureaucratic slop,

And you expect to define

My life in such small

Meaningless terms. Now

You’re so sorry and you want

To make it up to

Me. You’re a fucking

Liar, and now you want to

Take my career from

Me. I’ll keep you in

A courtroom while I’m making

A mint. You’re out the

Door from your job, you’ll

Wish you’d never heard my name.

I’ll kill you by a

Thousand tiny cuts

And laugh as you bleed out, just

Like you did to me.

Magic Word

In an old book I

Found my word, it was catchy

And I said it all

The time. I used it

To take my anger away,

But now there’s a blank

Space where my mind used

To be. Does the anger rage

Within, waiting to

Explode? I don’t know.

All I feel is empty and

Tired. I wanted

To be happy, but

This is something else. Can a

Magic word make joy?

Make me laugh, smooth my

Hair and comfort me? Maybe.

After my tears start.

Unreal Torments

You needn’t trifle

With that which means nothing. You

Thought necessary

To vent your spleen as

If it meant anything but

You and I know the

Truth. They can’t hurt you.

You only hurt yourself, now

And again, again.

You must realize that

It’s all for naught, because they

Are merely shades, the

Shadows in your mind.

Attend to me, and I will

Be reality.

Murdermind

Cain is back and I
Don’t want him to stay. Always
He ruins my life.

Can’t I simply live
My life without his constant
Threat of disorder?

Won’t someday I be
Free of his mark? Contending
With him drains me dry.

I need a drink or
Ten. Wash away this filth from
Me, leave me alone.