daylight's super-savings daze

light spirited and enthused with the world
where is all this information being sponged up into?
dark hearted and feeling sick
who flips the switch that makes me
makes me so scared to say it
throw up caution into the wind
it’s going to hurt when it comes back down
light spirited and happy about the sunshine

speeding gleaming diamonic egotism

Faster than a speeding light beam
Sharper than a diamonds gleam
I saw you running through my dreams
I saw what love you had for me

Through the net of minds I climbed
Until I ventured to your mind
Sleeping dreaming peaceful time.
Past logic, to your minds’eye
I saw what love you had for me
I saw myself staring back at me

thunderclap

Broken went the kings men home from the offices and schools
Broken went their daughters and ideas and abilities
to a time where there was time
to an encouraged mind

why did these walls not hold it?

i scrubbed this lie off a toilet stall bathroom wall

I wear a straw hat and sunglasses
I have as much fun as the next fellow
The sun is bright when you look
The sun is warm when you don’t
They say we will all die of cancer when the atomic bomb drops like a cherry on Sunday.

a cautionary verse

If you judge adulthood on what you should and shouldn’t do
You’re bound to have a few who think
They’ll get there quicker if they drink

A good poem for the front of a newspaper:

Discover for yourself another form of wealth
Something harder to produce than loose notes out of a machine
Something worth dreaming about.
Don’t hold yourself to the flashy ideals portrayed in telereality
Don’t wager your feelings on how much cents your day makes
Love’s a safer gamble than that even.
And happiness is less numbers over regrets and fears used to produce great stories
Who said it was words?
Try positive thinking if nothing else works.

a rant some jerk yelled at me before i punched his ass out

What about Canada’s role in this mess,
Sitting back, getting stoned, trying not to stress,
Watching America dig the hole and worry,
Failing angrily to convince us of the hurry,
Of why anything should be the way they say, yet on a whim
We still throw down a dollar, to see them win.

Our attitude of nonchalant tomfoolery
Really shows everybody something sinister
Although to be happily honest,
Even the Canadian prime minister’s a dope
A joke of bureaucratic complexities,
His simplemindedness vexes me
As if he should talk down to the masses,
Rather than explain to first world citizens,
That the kids are failing classes,
Because they’re doped up on Ritalin.

And even though we joke about our plight
Of sharing so much with the states, but being bright.
And having the big bully beat us,
Or thanking him for how nice he treats us
Through bile filled throats,
We know that we will perish too
For what we didn’t do,
And who we slept peacefully next to.