Karma Bonfire By Joe Hakim

I wanted to be alone so I disconnected the phone days ago switched off the TV because I didn't want to see the blood flow shredded all my clothes and threw them out of the window onto the street gathered up my books took one last look at a collection I'd never complete smashed my furniture with an axe and then I relaxed for a while before pulling the pictures off the wall threw them all on the pile I thought of her, Thought of you thought of them, my family too thought about the past times when it went wrong times when I tried to be strong and how it didn't last the bitter taste of no time left to waste because it's run out stripping away the stench of life's decay all the things I thought I couldn't live without the junk I accumulated the existence I created in a comfortable trap mortgage, bills and bank accounts massive debts and small amounts the economic bitch slap removing the outer shell the stain of cash, the money smell my only legacy is wages a life employed a life destroyed a life spent in cages don't really know who I am never made any plans like things to do before I die I was lost in a forest of compromise didn't utilise didn't grow, didn't even try makes no difference now doesn't matter how doesn't matter why the purity of sealed fate just sit and wait and stare at the sky tomorrow is just another day then we will make way for whatever's next we've had our turn and now everything must burn and that includes all our regrets

Copyright © Joe Hakim 2008

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