bitter like my coffee like may days and nights bitter and cold like your smile that you refused to give like death of a young little boy starved to death when others dies because of obesity like the long hours of night and nights when the darkness veils the world dark an creepy like the days of a refugee camp like a year without rain like a poisoned thought in the middle of an uplifting poem poisons all the beauty and leaves the reader confused bitter like tobacco and tobacco is only good for burning bitter like my memories but my memories are the ones whose burning me bitter like that last kiss when i kissed a new girl to comfort me she loved it i hated it she wanted it i needed it just to comfort me and in the morning as she left bitter was the day bitter the feeling i gave her like the feeling you gave me she knew i'm still attached to you she hated you and i hated myself for making her hating you bitter the hate bitter the truth that after all this time I'm not capable to love again bitter the confession that i still love you
We’ve entered a foggy time Where only the insane are truly free Politicians thrive With agendas where their brains should be. Where “dialogue” is shouted curses Wielded like dull-edged swords And our defense against this loud banality Our faces sunken into phones, terminally bored. We no longer slouch towards Bethlehem But think its existence is just fake news. The truth is no longer a solid thing But a clay molded with our views. I’ll not try to do what Didion did, I’ve neither the competence nor the need To walk around in different shoes In glasses smoked with weed. I’ll just erode in peace here dark While the world in every direction implodes to dust. The red of it not iron-based – Eternal quiet the only end to our distrust.