Shatter the Tendons of Some Amateur Aneurism and Shuffle the Razor Blades like a Fixed Deck Fiasco

I am the corporate lie you tell yourself to sleep at night

The constant sigh of rolling eyes and changing subjects

I reject your reclamation

I am the corners of your station

I am the comb that scrapes the scalp of a corpse

Suited up and made up to excuse your remorse

I am the hum you hear when you’re alone in the dark

And the sweat down your neck and your aching heart

I am the mites on the eyebrow raised in question

The timbre of a laugh masking your indiscretion

I am fear like the lock of a toilet that won’t work

I am near you, never touching, but always moving closer

I am the itch that you can’t scratch, but you want to

Yeah you need to, but you won’t, you 

Do what you have to and say it’s enough

I’m the violence on your TV that makes you feel tough

I am the catch in your breath like a sex scene in a PG-13 film 

you went to see with your mom

I am the comeback in the shower that always comes out in real life wrong

I am the sand or the soggy sock in your shoe

I am everything you hate when you see a picture of you

I am the common denominator in all your failed relationships

And yet you still think that this time it won’t be the same old shit

I am the tissue that rips, the heel that trips, the friend who admits

They haven’t liked you for years

If you haven’t figured out yet, I’m the you who gives into your fears

I am unstoppable, unwatchable, unquenchable, uncomfortable

I am the lie they told the teacher that got you in trouble at school

I am the ache of indifference, the soap scum of addictions 

I am a cancerous growth that shows up in your fictions
I’ll grow and grow and grow until you believe your convictions

Then list all your faults and failures while you lie in bed and must listen

I am the allergic reaction, the coward’s inaction, the dissatisfaction

The apathy of an abundance of distractions

I’m in your room, I’m in your clothes, I stink like only you can

I’m a steady, beating reminder of all that remains uncertain

I’m in your bloodstream or crawling up your neck

I am the stubbed toe of affects 

affecting your feckless treks with freckled effects

I am carnivorous, insatiable, immense and bruised and bloated

I am the nail between your nail and your finger and I linger

I am burnt popcorn, methane, ethanol, monoxide, manure

MANSIONS FULL

I’m a spore that lodges in your nose hair 

A rash that appeared out of nowhere

I’m THAT regret, yeah you know the one.