glue

today I am glue
it is my job
to keep myself together
the damage I can do
to myself
is not a sign of getting better
accept you're sick
treat it like the flu
take your meds 
go to bed
there's nothing you can do
but be glue

haiku of truth

I am sentenced to
solitary confinement
have been so since birth

mr. glue

hi
glad to meet you
you can call me mr. glue
my job is holding myself together
all the people who I am
have no idea what to do
so I'm stuck with you
in the hope that you feel better

the town I called home

I vaguely remember
the roar of the ocean
the cry of the seagulls
water and foam
every September
school would be starting
from college to kindergarten
in the town I called home

which way to go

I don't watch TV
I don't listen to the radio
I'm hanging 'round the trainyard
waiting for that lonesome whistle to blow
I don't know why I think
it'll bring me something I don't know
ain't it a son-of-a-bitch
when you can't decide which way to go

I don't need no doctor
to warn me 'bout my mental heath
I'd say:
Doc, my brain's acting strange
it's insane what remains of myself
I'm rolling again
as the planet spins out of control
throwing its hissy fits
when you can't decide which way to go

the observer

you don't know me
but I know you
I've been watching
everything you do
I know where you live
I know where you work
snd I've been looking
for someone to hurt

          I'm the observer
          I live my life unknown
          I'm the observer
          I don't get to have
          a life of my own
          I'm the observer

just in case

I should buy this coffee cup
with the pastel painting
of the state of Mississippi
just in case
I clean this place
and have some people over
I should buy this photo of 
people's park
back when it was full of hippies
just in case
if my neighbor came
I'd have some stuff to show her

          I should clean up someday
          throw all this crap away
          what if somebody drops in?
          what if I make a friend?

I should buy this cowboy shirt
and a bolo tie
made of turquoise and leather
just in case
I leave my place
and go out to the city
or maybe I'll take plan B
looks like it might rain
and we're in for lousy weather
just in case
I should be safe
getting wet ain't so pretty

          I should dress up nice
          go out once or twice
          I don't want to be rude
          but I could use some solitude