Gas Light

You met your match, you lit the light

And you didn’t think I shone so bright

So you played me like a cat plays with a mouse

You spat at my house

You thought I had no idea

Your old methods worked before

But I’m not humble brother

I’m not stupid mother

Naive whore.

You knocked on the wrong door.

My brain forms connections while yours lies dormant

I know a serpent when I get bitten once

But I’m the charmer

Not you.

If you need to stick your dick

In other doors ,

Then do it silly

But your balls will get chilly

I’m not the jealous kind

I think you want me to mind.

I think your lies are how you try to control me.

Make me think I’m crazy.

Crazy girl. Crazy girl.

Lucky for me, I know I’m Loco.

But not for you and never because.

Oh there now. Don’t cry those crocodile tears my dear.

It’s ok to be caught out by someone like me.

I’m clever you see ? Not the fool you hoped I’d be.

So do stop your lying

It’s ever so trying.

Kinda boring if I’m honest

You’re turning me off.

Soon there will be no electricity

Just gas light.

(C)Slumpless

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Alien Ways

I’m diluted by all the opinions I seek

Looking for approval makes me weak.

Who am I really when no one is around?

I’m a blurry mess right now

A pulled pork.

Scratching. Scratching. Scratchings.

I hunt for enlightenment in black holes.

Suck. Sucking. Sucked in.

Nobody gives me the right answer.

Does that mean I’m wrong ?

Or does it mean I’m different ?

Not in a black coat, dark eyeshadow kind of way

But truly alien, from another world.

I know it sounds absurd.

But I don’t want what they want

I have bigger eyes. A bigger head.

Five fingers maybe… but still ..but still

So now I am resolved

To no longer be dissolved

To stay true to my own matter

Block out the pointless chatter

I’ll put the Extra into ET.

Stop waiting for others to agree.

If I really am from another sphere

I’ll make the most of my time here.

(C) Slumpless

Reboot

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I bit off your flaky scalp

And was mesmerized by the smooth mound of your skull

Underneath all that talk

There was silence.

Should I delve further ?

Lick my way through to your little brain

Would a tumor explain your humor?

I’m looking for something.

A needle in a winding grey matter of mess

An explanation of your stress

I want to bury deep into valve and vein

Just to explain

Just to understand

Some hidden part of you

But all I find are clock parts

Winding, grinding cogs

I suppose at the end of the day

We’re all made that way.

I expected more. More than a void.

But you are just android.

(c) Slumpless

Bit by Bit

Maybe I’m dead already

I feel you walking on my grave

I shout and scream but no one hears

No one cares.

I’m a corpse among the living

But not the pretty sugar skull, kind.

I’m ignored. Muted. Paused.

Can anyone hear me ? Anyone ?

When did it happen ?

When was my last laugh ? My last guttural outburst?

It’s all dampened down now.

Hush. Hush. Hush.

No matter how hard I dance for you all

I feel you have written me off

Bit by bit by obituary.

(C)Slumpless

Need

You took down the fairylights

And I didn’t know what to say.

How could I explain to you the need for those little buds of soft glowing light ?

And I don’t say ‘need’ lightly.

You know this time of year is hard for me

You know the opaque clouds that fill the sky ?

Well they fill me too.

Those lights were my solace

A twinkle in the drab grey that permeates every cavity of this godforsaken soul.

But you bundled them up tightly and put them away

They made the place look messy

But I’m the one who is here all day

Don’t I have a say ?

Don’t take away my light

Don’t leave me in the dark

There is a cold wind howling

And a shadow at the door.

(C) Slumpless

Too Muchness

You’re very aware of your “too muchness” He said.

“Much too much” I replied

I’m much too emotional

Much too intense

Much too mad

Much too sad

It’s all too much you know ?

But for who ? For me ? For you?

What about too less ? Isn’t that worse ?

Much more of a curse?

I suppose he’s right.

I suppose more is better

Then why do I feel less ?

(C)Slumpless

Crazy LoveĀ 

Don’t press her buttons

Then tell her she’s crazy. 

Don’t let her do everything

Then make her feel lazy.

Don’t make her cry

Then call her a moan

Don’t not listen

Then wonder why she groans.

Don’t shut her out 

Then ask her why she pouts.

Don’t be a dick

And watch that mean mouth.

Don’t call her a bitch

When she won’t have sex

Don’t not call her 

And wonder why she’s vexed.

So many don’t s 

So much to remember

But don’t worry if you can’t

She ‘ll be gone by December

(C)Slumpless