Monday, May 15, 2017

Begin to Dead End


I want you to count down from one hundred.
100, 99
Slowly
100.... 99....
Breathe deeply
(breathing)
Now tell me,
98
Inside you
97
What do you see?
May 12
Don't skip any numbers.
96
Keep breathing
95
Find the light
94
What do you see?
May 12
Stop skipping ahead
93
Try to relax
92
Feel the air inside you.
91
Compose a poem where everything rhymes with your pain.
90
What's the first line?
May 12
No, no, no, we need to follow the sequence.
89
That's right
88
Keep going
87
That's right
86
Good
85
Follow the bread crumbs into the oven of your sorrows
84
Smell the yeast rise into the emotional scarring of your crust
83
Spread the preserves of suffering onto the toasted muffin of regret
82
Bite it
81
Taste it
80
Where does the flavor take you?
May 12
Seriously, I know it's difficult, but you can do this.  Stick to the sequence please
79
Very good
78
Even better
77
Think of your pain, your suffering
76
Feel the sorrow and the emptiness
75
Embrace the absurdity and the pointlessness of your life
74
Where does it come from?  Where does your pain begin?
73
That's right!

Thursday, May 11, 2017

Suicide Rate Among Teenage Girls in Florida

            How are you feeling after the Electro Convulsive Shock Treatments?
                                                                                 I can't remember.
                     That's shocking.

Monday, April 24, 2017

The Secret of my Success

                  When's the last time you thought about committing suicide?
                    Probably like eight years ago or something.
                           Really?  Wow!
                               Why?  What about you?
                             Oh I think about it every day.
                                Really?
                                    Yeah.
                      Hmm.
                              So how'd you quit?

Monday, March 27, 2017

You Are Not the Father



I met my mentor in an arid town's empty parking lot.

It was my turn to be eaten by the frogs, said he.

He tried to prep me for a while, musing for a few moments as to whether or not he could spare me from the most difficult part of it, which was related to the digestion, wherein I would be transformed into a non-human being.

I ended up just taking a deep breath, getting in a prayer position on the ground, and letting the frogs consume me.  First small frogs, about the size of my fists, began to fasten their mouths to me; then larger frogs, the size of bulldogs; finally, one giant frog, the size of a compact automobile, came and gobbled me up along with all the frogs that were attached to me.  I digested in his stomach for a while and eventually came out the other side, dark brown, slimy, and hairless.


Thursday, March 23, 2017

McSuicide 2017

It's just getting easier and easier to commit suicide these days.
Because of the McDonald's all day breakfast menu?
Well, that, and the fact that sleeping pills and pain medications are more easily available than ever.
Like, super size amounts?
Yeah, it's so easy to get a prescription these days.  It makes me shake just thinking about it. 

Monday, March 6, 2017

Vote For Suicide


                                      How can I tell if I'm suicidal?
                                 Who did you vote for?
                            What difference does that make?
                                Do you want me to answer your question?