First of May. Dreams and Poems

May 4th, 2022

First of May. Dreams and Poems.

You’ve forced my hand.

Don’t make me do this.

You’ve forced my hand.

I don’t want to go through with this.

You’ve forced my hand.

I can’t resist.

You’ve forced my hand.

Our relationship is so twisted.

You’ve forced my hand.

It clenches into a fist.

You’ve forced my hand.

Don’t run from me, it’s useless.

You’ve forced my hand.

Well, if you insist.

You’ve forced my hand.

Bargain with a witch.

You’ve forced my hand.

The contract, you’ve sealed it.

You’ve forced my hand.

These terms are unrealistic.

You’ve forced my hand.

You must obey my every wish.

You’ve forced my hand.

Compulsion, yes, I insist.

You’ve forced my hand.

It’s time you meet your end.

Poem #1

Truth from the laser handgun,

My area code… my area code.

Calling from outside Door One.

Defend the node… defend the node.

Memory begone, my kingdom remains,

Terror’s false lies… terror’s false lies.

All rulers I will sustain.

The final prize… the final prize.

Trial of the qualified,

Peril extinguished… peril extinguished.

Only the chosen are not mollified.

Pearl so distinguished… pearl so distinguished.

Chasten the grace of tyrant fame,

Watch from the porch… watch from the porch.

Fear from the dark, electronics brain.

Plug in the port… plug in the port.

Nest of flies infest your pride,

Corral the yellow… corral the yellow.

Please bear with patience, the insecticide.

Gather it all below… gather it all below.

Poem #2

Ancients descend

My dreams wash away

As punishment

For how I misbehave.

I never again

Will repeat that mistake.

Help me repent

Of that evil, I pray.

Poem #3

My armor,

My weapons,

My magic,

My gear.

Everything I own is battery powered.

So I take out all the batteries,

Then I arrange them into magazines

For my assault rifle.

No more armor,

No more magic,

Only one weapon,

Tons of ammunition.