Is True Love like a snark,
only obtainable in the dark,
recesses of your imagination?
a granfalloon manifestation.
when shall I find my karass of two?
for all eternity, find a heart that's true
to live with, love with, and hold
to eat with, to cry with, with whom to grow old
Ha! It's just a dream
lost, like a tornado-borne scream
maybe it's just the sum of my imperfections
that send me in opposite directions
am I a walking contradiction?
weakling biped, slave of addiction?
unable to love, in true senses of word,
inanimate, indifferent like an elephant turd.
well, this is how sometimes I feel
the consequences of my actions make my head reel
why do I continue to metabolize?
care about people, and tell little lies?
for social acceptance, a foma of grace
until I find my mind all over the place
tied in knots, bound and tight
only a change in chemistry seems to set things right
until a day later when you kick yourself in the ass
"you could have entertained me, instead you bought grass!"
well, girl, I'm sorry, I did the wrong thing
sometimes I curse investment, and long for the fling
but again, over analysis does tempt
following paths that lead to self contempt
because nobody but me can be blamed
when my emotions get charred by flame
hot tongues of fire, burning me fast
bringing regret into things of the past
darkness
is what I seek
darkness
is at what I peek
for I don't know what happens in "later"
will I be dirt? Or a Tot of the Taters?
one more time, my ignorance saves my cells
and brings me closer to wedding bells...


sorry for the funky punctuation. actually, I'm not really sorry.
Crapoet,
Kona


JWASM, BBDFYS

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Daedalan, in the year 287 AF.