i am the foundation.*

i am the
b a s e [bass]
   you build
            worlds upon.

i know that it seems
like now is the time
to hunker down
in the dark
with some keebler elves,

but if i can teach you
just one thing
it would be that
now is not that time.

-

now is the time
for r i s i n g.
now is the time
for crushing fear.
for beards,
for drums,
and an annoyingly
confident disposition.

i know it doesn't seem so,
bruder,
but i know more than you.

i can see the you
that you cannot see,

and i am telling you,

**now is your time.

just in case
you aren't
    hip to the jive,
"state flexibility" means:
yeahhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhh
*you can go **** yourself!

some people
are just
not very smart.

i'm talking adults.

they just don't have the
it, the
thing
that all the smarties
seem to have.
but they do seem
to talk a good game.

a key component is missing.
things don't add up.

and it's a
strange thing to witness,
to come to terms with,
to accept.

but let me tell you
the strangest thing
the most maddening of things:

observing other people
who you otherwise know
as smart people
fall prey
to one of the dummies.
the liars.
the snakes in the grass.

observing you
in this state of
sickness
and dementia
and delusion
is unreal.

you don't seem to be aware
that you are sick at all.

and in watching the
contortions you will make
for this fraud,
i see that stance
you have taken
on me.

(why buy the cow
when you can get the milk
for free)

only works as a
metaphor

if you believe
yourself a commodity.

things
s l o w
d
  o
    w
       n
suddenly
*in the violet-white
sheen
f l o a t i n g
on the air.

sometimes
a thing can be
m i n i m a l
to the point
of confusion.