On or Off Target

outside of death

hunger knows no bounds

underneath the heavens

there is no limit,

until you reach an outter space

where your worth

your weight in gravity

and time measures your distance,

 dog eats dog

jealousy fuels

and hard headedness

is appreciated by the ignorant,

 IT is

what you make IT

you can say you did

but IT wont do you any good if you really didn’t,

you can never

change your past

just steer in a clearer direction

and hope the future has something different,

they say you can’t

b.s. a b.s’er

especially

if the other one is fluent,

I would sit here

and go tit for tat

but unfortunately

I’m not that patient,

maybe it’s because

I’m pressed for time

and I have yet

to hit my objective,

It may be

my a.d.h.d.

or the scent of someone else approaching my hydrant

that makes me possessive,

but the Lord knows

my heart would be

with no flame or desire

if there wasnt competition for my obsession

  1. For many the copetition is what makes the game interesting…not the winning or losing. 🙂

  2. Hmm. This is an interesting poem that I’ll mull over for awhile! Thanks!

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