The penthouse view is not so great
for seeing details like expression
on the beggars face in the city park.
Private jets fly much too high
to pick up hitchhikers along
that lonesome country road.
And Capitol Hill is much too steep
for the poor to climb
they clamber at it's foot.
Nobody asks that you walk along that lonely road,
or beg in a city park.
We only ask you don't look past
the ones who do below you.
Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 12:00 AM UTC
I can't think straight
when others feed
bent information
to my brain
The final product
comes out distorted
from right ear to left
cogs turning in my head
The gears don't mesh
when stories don't fit
the mind was made for straight
information
and can't take these bent up lies
Mar 26, 2013
Mar 26, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC
They say that you die twice
Once when you breathe your last
and again when your name
is spoken no more
I'm not afraid of breathing my last
to feel life slip from my body
I'll meet that head on and pass into beyond
whatever awaits afterwards
The death that scares me
is the second fatality
when memories linger no more
nobody remembers, nobody cares
slowly slip away
out of sight
out of mind
like I never existed at all
Mar 25, 2013
Mar 25, 2013 at 10:31 PM UTC
distance from relationships
assures they never hurt you
Like the dentists anesthesia
the distance numbs the pain
but takes your taste and speech
until the feeling is regained.
Whats the point of living
cooped inside a lonely room?
Away from storms and danger
but the radiance of the sun
never penetrates the armor
of your safe and lonely womb.
when I killed emotion
it took me with into the tomb.
Apr 10, 2012
Apr 10, 2012 at 12:19 AM UTC
desert winds dry out the sun-cracked dirt
dust rises from the southern dunes to fall
sand coats the tongue and works into the eyes
mirages fade away leave our throats parched
the heat combines with horrors that we face
of human kind explosions and the smoke
that comes from black gold bubbling underground
and floats into the hazy purple sky
someday we venture home to family life
our scars on skin heal faster than the mind
we're different than before we travelled east
to deserts filled with oil and dust and smoke
Mar 28, 2012
Mar 28, 2012 at 12:36 AM UTC
Every day we're hungry, thirsty, cold.
Looking for protection
to survive another day.
Days go by we're tired out and old.
cans hold our collections
under newspapers and rags.
And though your gaze turns back to piles of gold
we still need protection
even when you look away.
Jan 30, 2012
Jan 30, 2012 at 11:00 PM UTC
Sometimes I bash my head against the wall
until I crack my skull and thought flows out
I let it ooze out from the wound
and tingle down my neck
my arms
my hands
until it lands upon the page and leaves a burn
Jan 22, 2012
Jan 22, 2012 at 11:29 PM UTC
Skating on moments of contact
and spinning in soul exposing leaps
propelling through fun times and laughter
till hitting a divit and falling.
The fall is so cold and jarring
and I slide for a little while after
then I try to get up on those blades of persistence
and take one more glide and move on.
How many times can I trip up and fall?
Stumble on romance and crush?
One of these days I may just give it up
when I realize all that I lost.
There isn't a single thing tangible
to vision or to the touch
on the list of the things that I lost
when I slipped on the sheet of love.
I didn't lose money or items
you didn't take any cold cash
the things that I did lose: confidence, emotion
I lost because you never knew.
Jan 21, 2012
Jan 21, 2012 at 2:02 AM UTC
We the Sheeple of the Modern world,
in Order to form a more uniform society,
establish careers,
insure domestic conformity,
destroy the uncommon difference,
demote the idealistic,
and imbed the hatred of abnormality to ourselves and our Posterity,
do ordain and establish this societal law for the Earth and all it's inhabitants.
Jan 12, 2012
Jan 12, 2012 at 11:54 PM UTC
Five days a weak we get up early.
We slog out of bed or wherever we laid
when we tired out the night before.
We get in cars and wait in traffic,
waiting to get to our destination
and when we do we find our place to park.
Same spots everyday or at least near to it,
we never have to remember our place
it's muscle memory from car to door and back.
All day we sort of coast on through,
trying not to nap after six hour rests,
we keep up our heads and we go through the motion.
All day we think of where we could be,
what we could do if we only weren't here,
and what we will do when the weekend roles around.
When the clock strikes that time we get up to go home
walk out the door to our own parking spots,
we won't have to search for the car at least.
That same traffic home along the same route
that exit is slow, that light never changes,
just like this morning and yesterday.
And when we get home, it's the same old routine.
Dinner, maybe computer or television,
talk to family or friends maybe.
Then off to bed.
we have to rest up for that long day tomorrow.
think through the list of what we have to do.
Tomorrow will be just like today was,
or at least near the same shade of gray,
your whole day there at school or work.
Either is fine, which did you imagine since line five?
they're synonymous anyway
only one doesn't pay.
But I ask all,
what do we do this for?
We go through the same every day.
Why don't we stop, and enjoy little things?
I'll tell you why, it isn't practical.
We go to school to prepare for college,
college prepares for a job.
A job helps us find our own niche, a career,
to work in for multiple decades.
We may get bored but we have to keep going,
Why? There is 401K.
We need our career to help us retire,
enjoy our last years of life.
We have problems with vision, poor hearing too,
we can't remember things anymore.
Our muscles are gone, our movement has limits,
so many things we can't do.
So why do we do this societal thing?
School, College, job, career, retirement, death?
There isn't a point anyway,
we compete with our neighbors instead of agree,
it's easier though just to follow,
we don't have to think what to do anymore,
the path was pre-blazed for us all.
Just like our cars,
we won't have to search for what life has to offer,
if we follow the pack and ignore little things.
My advice to all focus on the important things,
taxes, job, money, items, government,
ignore those dumb things
life experiences, fun, free thought, artistry, philosophy,
and what ever you do
Don't ignore societies expectations.
Remember you have to have money to feel fulfilled.
Money and prestige will never be bettered by friends and by life.
The clear path is straight and written in black,
no room for experimentation,
so please, do the human race a favor.
Do not show love or regard for others,
and what ever you do do not think out of the box
that will get in the way of success.
Follow the path where you don't have to think.
The one that society drew.
Jan 12, 2012
Jan 12, 2012 at 11:36 PM UTC