I should’ve ended it all
when I was callous and clueless
but I didn’t have the trigger
or the gun.
I was told to wait, or not to think about it at all.
Now I have the means but not
the nuts…
Reading an article about unhappy marriages
made me mourn someone else’s unhappy union
though she wouldn’t have chosen me before the Ring
and didn’t
after.
I think she fucked death metal artists.
Now I hate them even more than they pretend to hate God,
speaking of which,
if the Buddha delivered pizza
would he guarantee
an end to suffering
in 30 minutes or less?
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