Why I Drink

 Nobody listens to me.

Not at home,

Not a work,

Makes me feel

Like sumb numb dumb jerk.

Wish i may

wish i might

be simply heard

sometime tonight.

Another One

 I'm overwhelmed by the impending revolution of the sun, a sense of fleeting mortality, and the wishlist of life slipping through my fingers.

A sumo wrestler sits on my chest, reading the Sunday funnies, and as he flips through the wispy pages, he comes upon a newfound determination to complete the world's largest crossword puzzle.  I have no choice.