Half Truths

I hate funerals, a shiny black coffin with an open lid and a dead guy inside. They say we live above sea level or below sea level and I never knew what that meant except I imagined people drowning below the water. They put coffee in the doughnut, they don't know that I don't drink coffee, that I feel guilty eating donuts, and now I can't have either. Some owners look just like their pets and I wonder if they bought pets that looked like them, or if they changed over time and morphed into their pets.

These deep grooves in my skin, these scars reflect the pain of love, of life, the grooves and marks on my soul. Get out of the left lane you idiot, get off the road, people beeping and honking and I'm all out of gear, out of whack, take me home. The porch light burnt out and we stand outside watching fireflies light up wondering how they don't get burned, they surround the dark light. As it was, as it were, how things used to be- these are guilt trips, but I say the past is in the past and that's where it is supposed to be.

To learn the value of money, spend your own money on stuff and stop hitting me up for more. They pull her out of the rubble half burnt half dead barely alive maybe not alive at all, safety crews just doing their job. Damn this chair is crooked and it's gonna tip over, damn you for not reading the printed instructions, damn you and your stupid ego. The truth is for strong people, if you can't handle the truth then leave now and stop wasting my time. I say 'sometimes' a lot when I really mean all the time, or never, depending on who I'm lying to. Blink, and it's over, the good times and the bad.