Answering machine.

Switch draft boards based on season.
Eat upon yourself and tell us.

Tell the world what it means to be you.
Tell us the best story you can muster.

What good are poems?
That, to capture, expose, console, and consume.

All meat has a price to bare that bleeds.
Wipe away your tears, and show us truthfully.

It's not about what you say.
It's about what you give the world.

Second rated action.
First rate thirst for self-identity.

Who wants to be molested through a key-hole monitor?
Sing your songs, tap dance through your excuses.

Between a dream that shatters, and a dream that soothes.
You are lost, and feeding upon others.

And the problem with me is,
I don't forgive you for being you.

....If I judge you, it's because you deserve it.