Human Bingo

carefully managed lingo

Human Bingo,

number 27 

is your gateway to heaven

number 5 

man alive

until man is crucified 

all the 11’s 

verbal projections,

newscaster speak

the forecast is bleak,

number 62

God isn’t watching 

over you

number 28

a 12 month wait 

sorry ... it’s too late, 

metastasis

has taken place,

it’s a two year 

life expectancy 

in such a case,   

number 32 

the cancer

is eating you,

it won’t stop

until it’s done,

number 41 

the fluid is 

filling your lung,

all the 3’s

she’s struggling 

to breathe

lucky 9’s

she’s gouging lines

in her arms,

her art is self-harm,

blunt razorblades 

are the tools of her trade

when she feels afraid,

number 82

nobody cares for you,

by all means keep telling 

yourself they do,

number 45

I’m paralysed by SSRI’s

everyday part of me dies,

lucky number 1

I feel so numb,

surrounded by

the dumb,

number 8

I self-medicate

to compensate

for the hell 

I’m going through,

Number 2

my mind’s like 

a broken Rubik's cube, 

number 38

too like too late,

the damage has

already been done

number 21 

he put a gun

in his mouth

and pulled the trigger 

number 25

he’d lost his 

spark and vigour,

number 66

these antipsychotics

are playing tricks

on my mind,

they don’t help

my mental decline

number 22 

there’s no hope

for you

number 73

the seeding of reality

confines me

number 86 

you’re gonna need 

some serious

wit to get through

this shit without 

feeling betrayed,

Human Bingo 

carefully managed lingo 

we’re just numbers

waiting to be erased,

debt slaves until

there’s nothing else left

even after death