slit my throat with your casual indifference, see if it makes a ripple on the ocean of ignorant purposeful misunderstandings

i’ll gladly tilt my head over the railing and see if the anemic leavings attract sharks or not

in a world of insignificance, these poetic meanderings are less a pathogen than ignored symptom of melodic malaise

i’m dying inch by inch

this is the last will and old testament of an atheistic preacher daring to look over his shoulder in spite to spit in eye of his vengeful imaginary friend

what’s he going to do, belittle me with his non-existent baleful glare

some people find god in moments of crisis or good fortune, the ones like me wallow in indifference until they fade into dusty footprints on the road to nowhere

my last wish to send a bag of dicks to every single sack of excrement to ever dare meet my unwilling stare

i don’t have enough middle fingers to fully articulate my disinterest in all of this quibbling and semantically incorrect bullshit

do me a favor and fuck yourself, i don’t have the gumption to do it for you

i’m leaking piss and vinegar out of the stab wounds in my side from your errant spear practice while i hung myself from a lower case t

autoerotic deification for one, hold the matyrdom and supersize it with fries and choke

i’m not meant to meddle in mere mortal affairs of the heart, just a hitchhiker on the path less taken, thumb out to stab in the eye of any foolish enough to offer me a lift

stop the world

i want off