I Am Junk

I am Junk

Light your butane lighter

I am the lifeless husk

pretending to be your meal

numbing arteries and ears

sound is no longer reason or noise

I am Junk

Light your butane lighter

I am the fuel and scourge of nations

Giving tired brain cell blissful rest

Controlling insanity for a fixed goal

I am the start of every evil season

I am Junk

Light your butane lighter

I am the survivor of cold

When your child's interest flees

Living forever as thrown away plastic

An island that is only thing you reach

I am the forgotten mess now pulling your teeth

I am Junk

Light your butane lighter

I am the ignored doormat

Whether cradle or chair

I exist to take your abuse

Silence in both limbo and hell

I am Junk

Light your butane lighter

I am your slaughterhouse cow

Misery is my winning game show

Smiling as I feel no pain

A fire now having a seizure

Freedom from the ego

Now another dead leader

I am the junk that you once threw out

Only now I'm staring back right at you