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Twofer Tuesday Poetry: Hostile Work Environment & Confession

Hostile Work Environment

It’s the hustle and bustle

Some have 3 jobs

No one works at one
Job for twenty years
Anymore

You need a couple
To get by

Jobs that don’t pay well

They drain your spirit
Your soul
Your creativity
Your life

It’s survival

The hustle and bustle

The economy will kill you

Confession

Today is a bad day
I’m struggling
I keep going to
Negative places
Dark places

I need you to know
I’m in love with you
I know you’ll never
Feel the same for me
But I know you care about me

I couldn’t say this
In person because
I’m afraid you won’t
Want to see me anymore
So I don’t cling to you

I also think nothing
Can come between us
I believe that you care for me
I trust you – To me
Trust means more than love

It will be a long time
Before I trust someone
As much as I do you
But I want you to be happy
Even if that means
Not being in your life
But I hope you’ll let me

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

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Twofer Tuesday Poetry: Pipeline of Madness & Silence is Chaos

Pipeline of Madness

Noises in the pipeline
Vibrate through the body
Restless – no comfort
When does the peace return
Echoes swarming the head
Melancholy – sigh
The light breaks through eyelids
Join the madness or die
With eyes burned –

Silence is Chaos

With so much noise in the world
One wishes for silence and solitude
When this is achieved
One wishes for companionship
A vicious cycle with no end
When is one satisfied
With what one has
When does all the noise
Become too much
When does one find peace
In a world filled with
Chaos, pain, and abundance

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

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Twofer Tuesday Poetry: Coffee Creativity & Hashtag Religious Cult Leader Problems

Coffee Creativity

Most of my creativity
Has happened in coffee shops
I can never work at home
I never feel comfortable
Sometimes silence is nice
But the ambience
Of a coffee shop
I can’t explain how I
Block out the noise
But can’t block out
Noises in other places
I think it’s the coffee
Something about the beverage
It calms me and helps me create

Hashtag Religious Cult Leader Problems

Why is it so hard
To find virgins over
The age of thirteen
If I wanted to
Make a blood sacrifice
To my evil demon gods
I’d have to kill a child
And that goes against
All my values – 
I’m fine with killing
An adult because
Adults are stupid
Children haven’t learned
To be stupid yet – 
I might be overthinking this

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.