Demolition

many years spent

and many calories burned

just loathing how you decorated in here

such a shabby windowless room

with shabby characterless furniture

I thought my taste was better than yours

better than you

imagine waking up at this stage of life

to realize that

my architecture is not so different

and the objects that populate it

the stuff I've filled it with

are shabbier still

and they stink of laziness and nicotine

I've been sleeping in a pale reproduction

what's a boy to do

but torch the ugly room

burn down the house

the family estate

and shred and tear and piss on

the blueprints and designs and plans

commit a defiling deed

by defiling the deed

and bury it all

in a lousy mason jar

bury it deeper than you

but when you have no home

you are homeless

and when you slay your past like a dragon

you have nothing to fight

nothing to fight for

what kind of a hero is that?

shabby and characterless indeed