Big Brother

Big Brother

The psychotic ramblings of a drunken mind
Roam the paths of real life
Wondering from horizon to horizon
Never finding a safe place to alight

The peaks fill the lives of the victims
Surrounding his landmind’s zone
The lows caress like a cool breeze
Calming rough tempers and almost forgiveness

Never to admit his obsessions, he rants
He raves, he paces within his skin
Never free from his barbed mind
Always alone, but never alone with himself

He occasionally cries, sanity asking for help
With booby-trapped words and honed gestures
Filling his clip with your hesitant responses
Only to later use the hollow points against you

Snatch, Cunt, Bitch…
Blips meant to antagonize,
Welcoming you to his latest alternate reality
Response is suicide
Avoidance only prolongs the battle

A day, a week, an hour
He’ll ride your back
Spurred by buckshot hate
Chomping for the fight

Endless anger and bottomless pain
He punishes to feel normal
Perhaps even to feel better
Because now you are his victim

No fight here anymore--
I looked for the kindness in your heart
And paid with the kindness in mine--
I’m hardened to your slips, falls, and stays

You can live there, where it itches and burns
Squirm in the alternate lives you live
Your only way out is through yourself
Learn to love the skin you are in