Dentists examine our self destructive ways,
Like forensic examines a crime scene.
Under the microscope. the x-rays tell all.
Open mouth full of errors.
Diagnosed – a tortured soul.

Born to be a superhero and “Save the Day”

Spaceboy Unfortunately found out the hard way that sometimes the industry just does not provide for skilled workers.

Supply and demand! Supply and demand!

Banished into Telephone Marketing. Spaceboy spends his days dreaming of outer-space, and the future that should have been.

Mcfamily feast, four burgers, four large fries, four large cokes, all for $20 bucks.
The family sits around the dinning table. All happy smiles, Mum has the night off.
Kids are happy, dads happy.
Thankyou Mcfamily feast, you surely have put smiles on our happy as fuck family.

The clock ticks and hits 1:04am.
Mum sits lonely in the darkened lounge room, Staring blankly at the muted telly.

No work tomorrow, no work at all anymore,
Kids will need to go to school though. I’ll try not to crash this time.
Sleep now. On the couch. No need to go to bed.
Medication takes its toll.

The McFamily Feast,

A nice way to spend time with my aching children.
The McFamily feast! That’s the answer. We’ll get that tomorrow after school.
It will be a lovely Friday treat for my frightened children.

Awake

Gloomy morning. A little extra medication is required. Take the kids to school. Don’t crash.
Then its off for a few glasses of wine with friends at about lunchtime.
A little extra fun and numbness . Its Friday and its been a big week,
Let the hair down. Couple drinks and extra pills, Its Friday.

I’m sure all mothers do it in order to cope.
No need to take the kids to school tomorrow.
Its gonna be one of those happy as fuck Saturdays.
Maybe ill take the kids to the park.

Running Late.

Get the kids from school,
Then its off to the Mcfamily for the happy as fuck Family meal feast!
Mum needs a break.
Mum doesn’t cook anymore!
Mum needs a fuckin break!

Spaced out.

I’m not over the alcohol limit,
A couple of glasses here a couple there.
Just enough to take the edge off!
Not like the other girls, Acting like sluts.

Speeding.

There’s my kids. They look cold.
There’s no shelter from the rain .
Kids need shelter!

A medicated mother is a good mother

They don’t speak anymore. Medication. They need to increase there medication that’s all.
Like i do. Just a couple more should do the trick.
Talkie, talkie chatty chatty,
Good mothers talk to their children and I talk talk talk because I’m a good mother too.
I’m a good mother too.

Speeding.

Hungry kids need happiness, Fast happiness is good happiness. No need to worry. We are going to get the happiness.

Drive through happiness.

AAAHhhhh. Fuck, Stupid fukin clown, they put it so close to my car.
Well have the Happy as fuck family Feast Please,
With diet coke instead of real coke please.
Got to cut out that evil sugar.
Sugar is bad for you.
Good mothers get diet coke with there Mcfamily feast.
Sugar is evil!

Home sweet home.

And its family time. Time to sit around the dining table as a family and enjoy
this wholesome food. Maybe we should say a prayer?
Happy as fuck Friday.
This medication is taking its toll.
The room spins.
Mum needs a lie down,

Mums Passed out on the couch. The kids hastily grab the cold greasy food from the paper bag,
grab themselves one of the diet cokes and race of into there bedroom.

Awake.

Lights out. Telly on.
Mcfamily Feast, four burgers, four large fries, four large cokes, all for $20 bucks.
The family sits around the dinning table.
All happy smiles, Mum has the night off.
Kids are happy, Dads happy.
Thankyou Mcfamily feast, you surely have put smiles on our happy as fuck family

Consciousness.

Good mothers always regain consciousness.
Staring blankly at the TV the clock hits 1:04am.
Mum reaches into the Mcfamily bag of food.
Pulls out the revolver.
And puts it to her head.

Its hard to do when your on the outside.

In the heat and the Sun.

Under industrial lemon trees.

Without the passionate love of youth

i decay.

i decay in screen blue light.

i decay.

Violent reaction.

Corporate city.

Respect and meaning in rough area train rides.

Sell your old self for the upgraded new version. This one struggles to remember all the little details.

So important.

Speeding heart. Alcohol mind.

Monday retreat and walk off the weekend.

Tuesday is yet another weekly dysfunctional dream.

Broken.

We sit in rows, charging forth to find the future.

We breath the same hate.

As it destroys us.

Setting fire to everything.

You eventually realize there is only charcoal and you.

How cool everything once was.