Lately, I wish I could make this blog suck less, but I'm tapped. So here's a poem I wrote about this jerk. I also have a story about getting dumped that should be a pleasure to write...so maybe there's that light at the end of the tunnel.

Thanks for bearing with me, in any case.

self-destructive

there are things
i shouldn't do
that i do
anyway

unhealthy things

like
taking the pill even though i smoke
drinking vodka without a chaser
having caffeine after 8
and eating meals just before bed

i know
i'll probably get cancer
and destroy my liver,
i'll never sleep again,
and if i do
i'll have nightmares

still, i could do worse

i could use intravenous drugs
become a cutter
eat fire
wear a bee beard
shoot myself from a cannon

still, i could do worse

because the craziest
stupidest things
i could think up to do
would only be half
as crazy
and stupid

as falling
in love
with you