Rodak's Writings: Some More Bitter Verse

Advice

So, you think you can break my heart?

Well, maybe you can,

if first you are able to pick up

all the scattered pieces of it

and then work some kind

of jerry-rigged Jesus act,

to make it whole again.

But, honestly, I’m too old to feel much.

Best you go break a heart

that’s not already been broken.

I’d hate to see you

do your voodoo

for doo-doo.

Rodak's Writings: a Pome

Star Light, Star Bright

When things get very dark,

the fucking suckers say,

you can then look up

and see the stars.

Right.

There they are:

seductively twinkling

unreachable gems,

light dead on arrival,

celestial cockteasers.

But thanks for the thought.