10 - BANQUET DINNER

The meal is going to be served. It may seem absurd: Salisbury steak, corn & mashed potatoes. A banquet for five; one of mini corn dogs, a brownie and fries for the littlest one.

Papa’s passed out, Mamma’s still at work, but the children need fed before they go off to bed and so the oldest takes up the responsibility. It’s not silly in practical terms, just necessary and pertinent as the hands turn on the clock in the kitchen.

So she walks to the store – scoops up the dinners and cooks them in the oven. She’s no beginner. She feels it’s the least she can do, and the least the other children deserve. So she finishes up and yells, "Dinner is served," on another dark, cold, lonely night.

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11 - HYBER-NATION

We sleep like sheep that aren’t even aware being awake is an option. We rest on our laurels, wasting time with silly little quarrels –arguing over nothing.

We watch the television station and take in a bunch of useless information, without even trying to make sense of it all.

Behind a wall of isolation we seek unity and hope for some sort of revolution or migration of ideas that may lead to a paradigm shift which will swiftly fix everything - like a magic pill.

But it’s okay. Who wants to be awake to watch the death and destruction as everything we expect to function in a beautiful way, works against us and all we have ever dreamed of?

WHAT'S YOUR SIGN?

VISIT MATTHEW LOVECRAFT'S
HOROSCOPE OF THE SECRET SIGN

MATTHEW LOVECRAFT IS AN AUTHOR & PARANORMAL ENTERTAINER. 

HIS BOOK 

~ INSIDE OUT (a collection of poems) ~

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AND ON

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12 - TOTALLY MENTAL (II)

I strive to fit in with the hive. I try to get behind every new idea that comes my way, but I never leave anything back there to find, just in case anyone is looking.

I try not to use my mind too much. I know that thinking about such, and such will get me nowhere, so I make it a point to not to go there. 

I go to work, earn my money. I stop by the store and grab food, for my tummy. We all work hard and do the same; it’s survival that we think of. It’s not just some silly game.

We pay bills for homes that we don’t even live in. We have visiting hours that are basically a sin - but we don’t need to relax, we say...

“We’ll sleep when We're dead.”

 

14 - MY SECRET

I have no light inside. It is not dead. I do not hide my sadness anymore. I don’t think I killed my light, it might have just disappeared one lonely night when I was lying next to you in bed.

.

It probably went where happiness goes. I mean that stuff just flows out like it's coming from an endless well until one day everything looks like a little slice of hell.

I thought I had more to say, but it all fell out of me one day in the shower as I was getting ready for life and thinking about day to day strife, and all the bullshit I have to put up with.

Maybe my light isn’t gone. It’s lost, or I tossed it away thinking that I wouldn’t use need it anymore. I mean, what the fuck do I use if for? I couldn’t see myself saying that way back when, but suddenly I’m so unsure again.

Well, I know the score, and I’m not sore. I’m not giving up on life, just giving up on a kind of happiness that doesn’t cut it anymore.

7 - JOHNNY FORTUNE

When the “Friday Night Lights” became “Thursday Night Softball” games – That’s when it was over. Not your youth, but your childhood. 

You didn’t know it right away, but you can only play those types of games for so long before it finally catches up. After a knee injury and a jolt to the head by a baseball bat swung by an off work Federal Agent who you’d never hang out with if it wasn’t for this. 

So you have to make a new game plan and the contest becomes money and it’s kind of funny because there’s a similar satisfaction - seeing facts and figures laid out on paper, big bank account balances and fat tax returns in April. Everything’s different, but exactly the same and you find out that fortune is something far different from fame.