Paperwork

I'm moon faced and delirious

staring up into the night sky

wondering where all the time went

I'm young

youthfully alive

and yet the clock is winding down

Every year towards my prime is one year closer to The End

so I'll stand and deliver to the grim reaper his five pounds

of bloody flesh

In the form of my dismembered and mutilated

Dreamscapes

Hopes

Wants and Wishes

The beige colored sacrifice I must give

To my parents

To my teachers

To my society

Is enormously plain

Here I come office doldrums!

Here I come deathless suicide!

Here I come blanketed goshwow!

Here I come passionless soul!

I'm headed now, for that great spiritless gray landscape to bide my time and live out my days

Passionless