My mind is like a ticking timebomb

Waiting to explode

Sleepless wonder

Endless fright

I am the dark of the night

The black abyss

Lean in close and give me a kiss

Stars shine bright in my empty cavern

But I am bigger

I am wonder

I am the bus that blunders

Into everything I see

Destruction is free

And plain to see

Like Mister Misery

I chomp evil so viscerally

And spit it out

The taste is wretched

The voices mention

That all glory is fleeting

That each heart is beating until it stops

The soul rises up like midwestern crops

My favorites are barley and hops

I will lop heads

Make dead

If you cross this sinner

Because I was born to be the winner

The days are getting oh so thinner

But i still thank God for my dinner

Use the inner

Eye

Open up Pandora’s lie

Then i can say

At least I tried

To meet my destiny

You’ll never get the best of me

Cause thats the part i keep for myself Winston Churchill knew true health

Drinking

Smoking

No Exercise

It’s time the Devil gets wings and flies

Into the night

My shadow home

My only remains

are my poems