dark humour

/ grumpygorman / Leave a comment

my face like a
freezer,

stuffed with tv
dinners,

cooking like a teenager
binging on
tiktok,

this room could use
a dimmer,

this late into the
evening,

i don’t feel like
eating..

so i chew on
rocks.

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they’re outside but
harmless,

or so their
voices
hint

a bit too
loud..

so i
begrudge,

yet, it’s through
sheets

of tempered
glass,

i squint
to misjudge.

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tried to tell
you

but white lies
found a
way
out

of
mouth,

greasy mouth..

creator of reasons
not to believe..

i’ve changed
now..

it’s true,

so, trust me when
i warn you
not
to.

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i spy..

cars as big
as flies-

a swarming sea
of buggy
eyes

and I’ve but one
reply-

SHOO!

and to no real
surprise..

these days, my texts
get few replies,

and i can’t
blame
you.

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/ grumpygorman

Recede In Caution

do not disturb with
hollow words-

dare you ignore the
warning on
door,

or reasons it
hangs
for!

do not disturb
unless
 
feline.. or
bird.


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dear drill, toothy
drill-

rattlin’ skull
still..

in chamber of
respite

your grind
bites

most
desperate.

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coping
or crutching

midst copious
munching

in
kitchen–

on
throne–

too full of
alone..

fasting, then
grasping

at sweet
highs

are
crashing..

the flavor’s not
lasting!

no grinding while
sleeping,

less waking..
repeating.

image: ds_30 (pixabay)
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image: janrye (pixabay)

swollen larks
come

swarm my
tree-

for treats but
hands

in pockets
bleed,

drifter litters
bench

with bitter
stench

in meadow
park..

dried up after
dark.