welcome

I like being bitter,
I think maybe because it's the truth,
the bitter truth.
and there's nothing that
feels better than being
bitter and knowing the truth.

but maybe I'm fucked up,
but I kind of like being fucked up
because when you're fucked up
you start to see things clearly
and then
you realize that you're not so fucked up
after all.

not like them anyway.

living their lives,
canned worms,
saying hello,
goodbye,
pretending they really care
when they ask,
"how are you?"

but we both know they would
rather be somewhere else,
anywhere else.

and
you see,
the bitter truth
is
that we all live in this
fake world of
fake people
(fake bitter people)
like the idiot
who razored his hair to the side
to one mysterious eye
and writes and rhymes
to terrible
poetry

immortally
terrible

long after this is
gone
because it's IN
and this is OUT

but
shit!

I know this is
better
because I find myself
entertained with the word
that's never felt so
GOOD
but
BAD
for you !
(sucker)
for being caught in my spider's
web
in something much
bigger
than this
JESUS
world.

so I bid you
welcome.

there's plenty of room for us all!

straight jackets to go around
cigarettes and wine and maybe
even some Frank Sinatra