Click Clack

Clickity clickity clack,
my mommy just smoked crack,
I smelled it on her breath
and now shes cooking meth,
she used to be my hero,
now she shoots heroine,
so I sent her away to get sober,
now shes me hero again.

Fortuitously Nonsensical

Nonsensically,
an infinitesimally small ball,
rolls lazily down a long hall,
where a baby crawls.
Curious to know more about
this thing that so enthralls,
the baby, a little boy,
eats it one and all.

Fortuitously,
it is not a ball at all,
but a little world, like Whoville,
and down the baby's throat it falls.
Now Dr. Seuss may be appalled,
but I don't intend to call,
to apologize would be silly,
as I'm a fellow poet, Y'all...

Weapons of Mass Distraction:

The instruction for oral ingestion
of placebos as preemptive
and often oppressive action
taken by factional extremists
of perfection and dissatisfaction
to temporarily induce the suppression
of a misunderstood abundance of energy,
perceived as a form of insanity
and diagnosed by the equivocally mindless
minions of the medicinal manufacturers;

These foolish bamboozlers parading
their pseudo-cures not working,
using anger for grander convoluting
and having been accused extensively;
They deny the fact that in their act
of masquerading as pediatric practitioners,
they broker mostly freely, prescribing speed
for any of the illusions and delusional contusions
inherently preexisting and apparently resulting
in an aggravating persistence of negligence
when aiming at attaining a desired reaction.

Mom’s depressing wails, her insurance deceived,
This parent may perceive that distraction is disease.
That what causes the most severely flaky of us,
To act out or be mischievously devious,
Making use of your gullible naivety and neatness.
When in fact distraction is a consequence,
Of a racing brain’s embrace of abstractions;

The origin of which they encourage you to assume
to be from a malfunction or malformation consisting
of a once heretical yet clearly hereditary desistance
occurring in a domineering persistence
over those recessive, albeit superior, traits
during the extroverted consummation process
and replication of a parent's sequenced genetic acids.

Dummy! ADHD is just Evolution!

NOW and then

Drugs don't work on me like they used to.
And my friends don't fit me the way my shoes do.
In my wall of lies are a few I can see through.
So it’s just Me, Myself and I and these awful truths;
Which I slowly choose to dig up as if life were Blue's Clues.