Melodies for Disaster
(verse)
Here are some instructions
on how easily to find;
find yourself sitting
beside your darkness of mind.

Take off the paper clothes,
remove your heart from chest.
Leave behind only
what'll feed the pain the best.

Play now a song
from a playlist marked "For Death".
Turn high the volume
and take your last breathe.

(chorus)
These are the notes I write.
These are the words of song.
They all lead me down,
under the pathway of dawn.

They are all the words
The ones stuck in my head
I can never ...

I don't have anything to show for Sunday ... I only offer this short poem instead:
A day that begins so good,
should never leave the night
so very dark.

This bright morning
should never have become
something so terribly stark.

Finding a friend --
fills life with worth.
Losing a friendship --
tears worth from life.

A day that ends like this,
so near hopeless and so ready to die;
deserves to be strangled
with its own cause for strife.

A fat man and a poem, destined for Michelle's mailbox.

"Here is a man that is fatter than fat.
Clearly he is. We can all see that.

"His story is sad. It really, truly is ...
See, he's so very fat
because he ate all his kids."