crushed nuts

when the house was left in shambles,
were we to take a broom to sweep away the debris?
were we to call for hired help?
but only we knew each corner of the house...

for every tear a lesson learned,
for every bit of nonsense a lesson unlearned.

our habits, our trademarks.
why are we marked for them?
a large, bright red bulls eye,
shall i paint one on you?

just cause the water is flowing downstream,
does not mean the fishes are not swimming upstream.

every little bit scrutinized,
but hey, its just human,
so i will just balance that out by sleeping,
you'll still be awake when i wake up anyway.

the penny thinks why is it on the street and not in some guy's wallet,
the wallet thinks, pennies smell.

where did all the hollow watermelons come from?
should have ordered the apples.