Incompetence

Incompetence

A Poem by Isolophobe
"

Incapability FTW!

"

I can't wash the taste of

Bitterness out of my mouth

Perhaps I should stop biting the

Bullet.

 

I can't paint an attractive mural

Where my face now is

Maybe I should make it

Tunnel.

 

I can't re-program the circuitry

Your technicians plagued me with

Maybe I should pull the

Cord.

 

I can't teach a dead dog new tricks

Or a disabled one how to play fetch.

So thanks for the put downs.

 

I can't read the writingon the walls

In a glass house.

They were clawed in with fingernails

I used to be proud of.

Now I hope you don't watch me

Fill them with semen

So these barriers won't feel so

Rough.

 

I can't cry myself to sleep.

But I can write a suicide note

In my head that will fade out

As I lose consciousness.

 

I can't write a poem to say just

How unfortunate I feel.

Or how jealous I am of married couples

Or how disrupted my train of thought is

When a woman smiles at me.

Or how I make love to myself

To forget my hate for just one moment.

I can't. But I'll try.

© 2009 Isolophobe


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wow... there is pain residing in this... i love it though. The fact that you sometimes hate yourself but you just try so hard to carry on... beautiful... you inspire :)

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on February 20, 2009
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Isolophobe
Isolophobe

Los Angeles, CA



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