Hey There Buddy, Don’t Worry! (Oh, But Jesus Christ! I Must Be Going!)

Never been this close to zero in my life

Never once known financial stability in my life

Fed fairy tales ’til I puked

And the vomit blew back in my face…

Choking me…

Then you blamed me

Even for that

And said ‘oh we love you’

‘We just don’t want to know what you 

Really think…’

The people that tell you not to worry

Always seem to have more than enough, don’t they?

And now you say I need to cut back

And scrimp and save

But for what?

Some new kick in the teeth aways comes along

And sets me back to negative zero

No matter how hard I try

Well, well, you’re right…

We’ve all got to do our best with hard times

I shouldn’t make excuses

But let me say this:

I’m not sure you’ve ever known hard times, really.

You’ve always had a circle of moron cheerleaders. 

Not me. 

I’ve been alone in the graveyard singing to non-existent

black cats in trees. 

I’m lucky I’ve got something you can never have

You shamers and conmen and good, Christian liars.

I have got my value as an honest human being

If I were as ignorant as you, maybe I could believe

That there is actually something to this dysfunction you call

Necessary. Society. “Values.”


For all your talk of warmth

You leave me in the cold and laugh.

The opposite of what you say you are.

I have learned to embrace that shiver.

So much so that now, when I meet you

I long homesick and revulsed, for my homelessness and the icy

familiarity of frostbite. 

At least the street supports my head.

Your faggot Jesus fluff 

Just shames me for even breathing. 

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Addendum: Just to make sure: As dark as things may seem, fart prank videos always save the day.