Right, you Left.

April 18 2006
(forgive me, I'm young)

I loved you and now
all I can say is
Rest in peace to you

Rest in peace dear anonymous
Rest in peace best friends
you were the only things
that I had left
and you left me

I'm not trying to tell you
that my life is shit
only that it's worse than
yours

three things that I held strong
I cried when you left
and I cried when he left
but I laughed when he left

it's not so hard to have things forced

I'm not sure whether to wave good-bye
or ask you back

but you left me
then he left me
then he left me

and you're all gone for good
and you're all gone for good

but I cried, yes I cried, and I cried
and you watched me
with nothing but a stare
you even kicked me
while I was
down

but he left me

because you left me

then he left me

A Poem for My Dearest

Armageddon is closing in,

maybe it won’t hurt so bad

yesterday the news said the situation was win-win

man this feels like a fad

I’m hearing it everywhere

tens of thousands all say the same

toonies, loonies to pay a cab fare
only the side affects are what we’re going to blame

nobody will have anything left
your money will be all gone

of course you’ll blame it on theft

unless of course you are a moron

more than likely you dumb-ass bitch

outgoing and pretty,

no you’re just a fucking witch

ever go to that restaurant owned by Smitty?

you would, cause you can, and you have the funds

harnessing the power of the dollar

uncle Sam has you thinking you’ll run

nationally for something that’ll make you much taller

growing, bigger and bigger your purse will grow

reproducing children, you pop out three

you can surely afford it

what can you do beside listen to me?

house made of clay, food made of scraps

outside burning to death in the land of no maps

really, this was mean … but true.

except for the part where I love you.

-Rois