Stroke of Brilliance

S-s-s-s-sorry but
I’m already a tiny bit
Unscrupulous and crazy
If you wonder why I’m maybe
Just a step or two from sanity
It’s tragedy and vanity
A parody of living
In a caveat humanity

I could have been an actor
In a comedy of errors
But my flaws were too apparent
And too flaw-like to be errant
So I turned into a painter
With a penchant for the distant
Looking for a stroke of brilliance
But my lines are incoherent


Slight Glow

By the glow
By the very slight glow
Of a tiny red light
From the charger on my phone
I can see
I can almost make out
All the pretty little monsters underneath my bed
As my muscles let go
And I sink into sheets
I can almost hear them giggling below me
As I drift off in sleep