The sun passed moving shadows.

The shadows hid your flaws.

Hid is to strong a word.

At least it gave them pause.

I was contemplating something.

That might cause you to grin.

Thought of nothing short of self harm.

Or just once, take it on the chin.

I left you on a park bench.

And I swear I saw a tear.

It was such a perfect silhouette.

Not one could be its peer.

I left looking for some action.

Up the road in Korea town.

She had that look of satisfaction.

Said, “I won’t let you down.”

Took a trip and traveled long.  Got homesick from just a song. Sometimes do get weary from all this flying.

You were there, I left you too. Deep far down I think you knew. Said to myself… I just can’t be lying.

Somewhere between the hurting fool. And this need to be ungodly cruel. Oh behave, I get so sick of trying.

I took it down and looked at self. Put the mirror back on the shelf. All these tears… So sorry, I’m not buying.

Someone said that you were scared. You said you knew I never cared. But this chill is more than death defying.

Went to sleep I had dream. When I woke you heard a scream. It’s OK, no I’m sorry I’m not crying.

There was little more than boredom and a rumor of a war.

And 2 days of the weekend, I just didn’t know what for.

So I searched for deeper meaning, as I nodded off to sleep.

And took it all as gratitude for the lessons were not cheap.

I remember when I used to drink and that raging faceless whore.

The party that was out of reach and the need for just one more.

I took it to the limits of, I nearly lost my mind.

There were bruises and concussions and lost keys I’d never find.

Now I suffer from the Boredom, but the pain it isn’t long.

I still don’t suffer fools too well and can admit when I am wrong.

Daddy has new shoes.

And the cat’s gone missing blues.

Her name is Ned.

I’ve looked in your shed.

Johnny and Amber have been in the news.

They were waltzing in the shadows.

They passed me there by chance.

I was in transition…

They were lovers lost in dance.

I was able to forgive because I understood the madness.

Being trapped like that, unable to love…

It starts with self.

Self love.

Self awareness.

Self forgiveness.

Stop taking self so fu#@ing seriously.

They appeared to be in a sort of Hell despite the fact of their paradise.

Every utterance was complaint. Every breathe seemed inadequate.

It was as if they were suffering because they didn’t know how to love.

The Entitled have left the building and I am burdened with these thoughts.

Times do change and people are strange and often lines connects the dots.

However, lately I am baffled… no rhyme or reason can I see.

I just see selfish narcissists and how entitled that can be.

One by one they are failing or at least they fail large with me.

In my future there’s a cabin and one chair by the sea.

I am happy today for Johnny.

Because Johnny cleared his name.

Amber lied and Amber cried.

And Amber walks the walk of shame…

A great day for men’s rights and drunken pirates everywhere!

A bad day for lying women…

Goliath was a big boy.

A Philistine is what he was.

He got involved in a rock fight.

The way one often does.

There is a moral to the story.

Did Goliath stand to tall?

Or maybe he could have learned to duck?

Or maybe not rock fight at all?