I'm waiting with certain trepidation
Assured my reality
Is in for something big.

The eleventh dimension
Can't assuage my dread.
There's something happening,
As big as Dead.

The cellphone's our new Nativity,
Destroying my old myths;
Where's the white salamander hurrying,
Spirits hoovering, aliens lurking,
Hairy bipeds in the forests,
Yetis in the snow.
Nothing soon forthcoming.
It all looks like Alberta.

I can't snap inside the sun,
Nor freeze-frame a revolution;
Or the moment one feels love;
But truth is self-evident.
And the facts are yet to come.

All the best stories,
My life-changing beliefs,
Need one still, a black and white will do;
Til then,
I'll suspend
Disbelief,
And sustain credence,
Close to the dark room.

Then we'll be the Magi,
Bowing, grovelling,
Awed and surprised.

You think trying would get you a good outcome,
but **** no my efforts are meaningless.
Fed up with the accusations and verbal abuse.
Just pick and choose if it's me or really you. Tired of the fighting, expired of the lying.
Get a grip, and don't let loose.
You'll come to fall with no feet to land on, you'll hide and clap in applause.  
Stop all the negatory, you just hold me back. Too quick to be the one to attack.
I lost defense, and you're just too senseless.
Make some ****** sense of yourself and I'll make some cents for myself.
You're the back door rug that keeps making me trip,
if I just  stood up maybe I could dip.
Yes I used lie.
Yes I used to make you unhappy.
Kept coming back and wouldn't cut me slack.
Realization and consideration got me to change my act.
Accept the facts of my mistakes.
Don't bring it up but you don't know how to shut the **** up.
You hang onto the past, but I hang onto you. The truth of your father is unspeakable,
I'm sorry he did that, it's unbelievable.
You could leave us alone so I could slit his throat.
That's besides the fact of me trying to show you.
That I care and I always try to show support. Don't you dare put your hands on me or expect a letter from court.
Cut me short when I speak, on the outside your weak.
Inside you're so beautiful, I wouldn't trade you for diamonds.
The truth here is to be told, I'm so serious about our relationship,
don't hesitate and I try to get you to work before your late.
I launder your clothes, and fold all the fabrics.
I stay and wait for you at home
When you could be gone at the casino.
Blow up some bucks, I could careless for these jealous *****.
I'm not your property, but I can say your mine.
I won the lottery, it was everything no one else could give me.
The little things like coming to see me every night, the miles, the highs and the lows.
Not giving up makes me not give up.
I gave up the truth, and I nearly puked speaking of it.
I love you Mon Amour, you're everything I could ask for.
You make me sore for your love, I can't sugarcoat it either.

demons and monsters

whether personal
    or sprung from  Hollywood creations
    in that vein

seem to be a little bit like gods

you can
     believe in them
     blame them
     adore them
     fear them
     pray to them

but

     or because

you have no proof
they exist