this is a man with a problem

I wake up to the killer inside me
today and everyday
past, present, and future
struggling to levitate itself out
of a brown tar opium
resin covered crypt

it laughs and mocks my
very pathetic existence

it sends out cardboard werewolves
and foil battleships to regain control of:
Project: Body Domination

this puts in place regulations for manipulation
and supremacy amongst the feeble,
defenseless, unread, mislead,
and under fed

I’m not weak that’s why I wake every morning
to the mêlée of a cannibalistic malcontent
stirring emotions and conscience
when it should be stirring me a drink