The strongest of men put on pads and helms
Colored uniforms under the brightest of lights
Charge into each other in great collisions
The loudest cheers in a magnificent stadium
Shaped like arenas thousands of years old
Where the strongest of men donned armor
And bludgeoned each other to death
For the passing pleasure of lucky few
The richest of men who judged Fates
As nothing more than entertainment
We know what fortune the Weavers scry
Yet it is easier to kick back, enjoy the lie
10.24.19
You think one day
We’ll all stop being
Assholes to each other
10.23.19
I worry about money
More than anything else
"Wealth doesn’t buy happiness”
What the rich tell themselves
10.22.19
Blue house, red doors
Back porch, wood floors
Snow-capped mountains
Dawn where we really belong
10.21.19
She’s in pain all the time
Her abdomen wants to split in two
She fights through every day
Because of me and a future in blue
It feels like forever, and she
Always wakes tired and scared
I know it’s selfish, maybe cruel
I ask her to stay, I need her too