One Decent Leg

This is the time when things get deep. This is the time when I start thinking about the heartaches and the stressful moments that led to bad decisions. The texts I couldn’t unsend, the words I couldn’t unsay, the hopes and dreams I couldn’t take back—empty promises. Dreading the thought of having ever taken someone’s happiness and replacing it with sorrow.

 “That wasn’t me, it couldn’t have been, I’m not that kind of person.”

I lie to myself and pretend I’m not capable of hurting. I know the feeling too well to place it on someone else. If only it were true. If only I weren’t human, then I wouldn’t have that capacity. I’m a decent person. I don’t do it intentionally, I don’t do it because I want to, I don’t do it because I enjoy it. It just happens. Again, and again, and again, and again… 



“You know what your problem with women is? There’s not an ounce of persistence in your body”

“Why do I have to be persistent? Shouldn’t an attraction be effortless? The one for me isn’t gonna make me jump through hoops. She’s not a sadist. There are other ways for me to prove I’m a man who can be dedicated and work hard for what he wants.”

“You have a point somewhat but you can’t always think that way. Women are all different. Women are God’s greatest gift…”

“My ‘God’ is Science.”

“Then you should know adaptation is the way to survival. Change your ways to move ahead. Go out there and try something different and see what progress you can make.”

“It’s not like finding her is my main priority anyway. She’s out there for me, that’s the point of soulmates, you find each other without looking”

“If you say so. What do you know about souls, you’re an atheist”

“It’s just an expression. I still believe in an inherent attraction between the right people through chemistry.”

“So you’re saying we all have a single piece that completes someone else’s molecular puzzle?”

“That’s one way to put it, yes. Just use your God-given eyes and look around. You see people whom you’d never find attractive in a million years in relationships with other people you’d never approach. ‘How in the world did that guy find a girlfriend?’, you say to yourself. Chemistry my friend.”

“But how do you know it was chemistry? They could break up tomorrow. Chemicals have shelf lives y’know.”

“You’re missing the point. It’s the way I view it. We’ll get ours eventually. I just don’t believe in forcing anything or going out of my way just to not have that same interest reciprocated.”

“What a load of Bologna! Quit the pusillanimity. You’re just afraid of failure so you’ve brainwashed yourself into this delusion. Shit happens, you ge…”

“Hold that thought, my wife is calling me.”

At The End Of The World

“Let it fly”
Said the moon to the sky.
“For if you look in my eye,
Then you would know why
We’re all meant to die
On this world from a lie”
“I can see through your stye”,
Replied the sky,
“To the Ground we’re so high,
To the Sun we’re so shy.
As the Time floats on by
We’re all soon to just fry”
Then the Moon closed her eye
And began to reply,
“Take a piece of this pie
And don’t ask me why.
They’ve been living a lie,
On this world gone awry.
Now it’s time for goodbye,
Let it fly, let them die, let them die.”