Drunken thoughts while sober

I don't really know about this one....

Drunken thoughts while I'm sober, sometimes the thought alone makes me feel better than the physical action. Its similar toward pretending. A fully grown child playing Russian roulette with complete strangers. Everyone blaming me for their short comings.
But sometimes I just like to watch so I let them.

In a world where the sense of humor has gone numb. Everyone is so f*****g intelligent that they seemed so dumb, perhaps instead of hurting their political correctness, I bite my lip, smile and wave goodbye at them.

They say that I'm angry all the time, and that I'm desperately trying to hide it, I want to curse SO bad "F**K IT" why hide it. Some people might label me a dick, but the truth is that nobody wants to hear it when I tell them how it is or has been or should be. My way of thinking its not original, you think about it just as much as I do, the big difference is that from me you will hear to your face, "YOU" you do it as I'm walking away.

So please pardon my way of thinking because I'M THE DICK. Because you talking behind my back is the kind of morals that you are teaching your kids. Beware of those smiles and waves because without warning they turn to curse words and flipped birds.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the poem. Good to be honest and strong. Don't follow the cattle to the slaughterhouse. I agree with the logic of this poem. Few people are real. Hiding behind fear of words and doing the right things. I did like the ending to the outstanding poem.
Coyote