Not Quite (Good for Nothing)

not 100% on what sparked this one, but I dig it.

I fucked up

        All things considered

I f**k up a lot

But there are a few things

                Even I am good for

 

I’m good for lies

Crafted out of Goliaths gold silk

Spun for only the most beautiful mouths

Clever

                Without the edging

                  Obvious

Pinocchio’s nose

Something similar to the dirty beauty of snakes in the garden

 

Like a gorgeous boy

Playing puppet strings

 With all the pretty little girls fragile glass

      Hearts

Mocking us with his fucked up version of

           Perfection

 

After all

I doubt if anyone knows “The truth

                                     The whole Truth

                          Nothing but the Truth”

 

I’m good for Dirt

Not the pebbles on the ground

Or the dust in the air streams of my lunges

But the kind of dirt you’ve got to listen for

Gain trust and pay attention too

 

I nurse the dirt let it fester

Then hand it out in pretty little bound books

With all the best pages torn out

 

Because you gotta pay up, to get those juicy bits

In your own deep

                                Dark

Unrequited

                    Secrets

 

The kind that’d make your mother cringe

And father cry for his

Perfect

Darling

                                Daughter

 

I’m good for half-baked thoughts and bad ideas

Like food you’ve been chewing on for awhile

That’s lost its flavor

Despite how good it may have originally been

 

The ideas that spark cold nights

Half told truths

                                Dares

And a bunch of unforgiving poisons

Slipping down the throats of the all too young

 

Like a bad story on half full pages

Strewn out with Mary sues and

A dry sense of

                                Humor

Author's Note

everything here is intentional.

Reviews

[Invisible]

well i applaud your boldness for writing it out, all your bizarre ranting thoughts, not many would be so brave.

[kera moondust]

thank you =)

[Invisible]

thou art welcome.