The Stink 💩

Slow to process-

Slow to speak-
Think, think, think-
Words Excrete. 
Putrid odor;
So to speak. 
Take it back-
It still reeks. 
Perfume the doom-
With pleasant toiletries. 
Eat the stink-

Or just brush your teeth.
Think, think, think. 
Before you speak. 
CMK✨

O. C. D. 😹 (So so Many!)

I don’t like cats. I’m a dog person. 
But for some odd reason-
There were so many of them!
Their cages were filthy. 
They reeked of swine. 
We HAVE to clean them up!
Before people come by!
One by one-
Put two here;
Bleach the mess-
There you go Kit-
Back in there. 
So so Many!
Onto the next!
Looking back to the first-
There again,
Is that mess. 
Put them together!
Clean it again!
So so many!
Did we even begin?
Who’s bathing them!?
I’ll do the cages-
What just happened?!
“One has escaped us!”
I see you little one-
Don’t go outside;
But of course you would. 
“The world will kill you!”
I cried. 
But I caught you; Little yellow-
With the brown stripes. 
“Pikachu,” I called you;
No difference in size. 
Tiny troubled critter-
I got you new litter!
But you wanted me to see-
The field, that’s outside. 
So SO MANY!
Kittens would hide-
Tall grass and short;
Trees and their sides. 
It got fun, that quick. 
The dogs, I so loved-
Were chasing the kittens-
“Run Pika! Run!”
And then in the horses!
Cats would even hide!
Faces in their mane-
Couldn’t get that one-
I tried. 
CMK✨
**No animals were harmed in the making of this dream. ***

B. P. E…N. V. M. 🥀

It’s every day torture…

That I’m constantly misread. 
Sure; it could be a ‘bad day’-
Or it’s all in my head..
But I am judged at your will-
And raped by your words. 
Nerve damaged self esteem🥀
Sure. “It’s not like it hurts…”
Cordiality has bled,
From the verbal wound’s spurt. 
And Narcissistic Society;
Never minds its curse. 
Until Karma doctors in-
She’ll save us, once again. 
And when your suffering begins-
I’ll pray you get it the worst. 
CMK ✨

Author’s Message:

Be nice to strangers. You just never know what someone else is dealing with behind a strong smile. Just as the stranger doesn’t know what you’re dealing with. It’s best to just “Pass Good Things (P.G.T).” Would you rather someone wish you to succeed? Or wish you to fail? It doesn’t matter if you care or not; or even if they’re a stranger. Energy is real. ✨

One Billion Debts ⛰

It’s what pulls us off the edge-⛰

Undesired ankle weights. 
While hovering the shark tank-
Swimming pool of debts. 

Stranded by a heartstring,
Debating to let go,
Of anything you’re carrying-
Or the person that you owe. 

Would you shake them off?
Expedite their doom?
Go on and save yourself?
Or try and save them too?

Live with that you tried- 🌹
Or live with that you do. ⛰
Either way-
A billion debts to pay;
Which one do you choose?
CMK✨

B. C. 🥉👤

I have a theory about ‘Death.’

Also known as “Unknown.”
I am not an expert, by any means-
But these are my experiences, alone. 
The last thing I saw, as I gave up on life-
Was my Grandma’s old bronze lamp. 
As it swirled away the rest of the light-
My entire world went black. 
The most quiet sleep, I had always craved-
Was suddenly- interrupted by a man? 
If I had a life-
He scared it back into me-
For right in my face- he would stand. 👤
As close as he was, analyzing me-
He had no face and no hands. 
Only because, he was right there so close-
Shoulder-length; was the sight that I had. 
Seconds would be eternity-
Misinterpreting, I would go home-
Until his neck started ripping-
Almost headless,
Only a sliver of skin; would hang on. 
It horrified me enough-
To launch me back; Into the Trial of Sleep. 
Then sitting right there, was my Mom-
Inconsolable, with her sea of weeps.  
I tried so hard to call to her-
And assure her that I was alright. 
Alas, she couldn’t hear me at all-
Because I chose to steal my life. 
The Trial of Sleep is blank space-
I am not worthy of, to remember. 
But my theory is-
During that time-
I was judged by the Almighty Savior. 
Now the ‘Walk of Shame’
Has a new name-
As I live on to make amends. 
But if you recall my story about that crow-
Then you also know how it ends. 🚪

CMK