Wild and uncontrollable
Fresh air
To the vestibule
And saint's alive
Life is a headlong dive.

Flying squirrels
Little girls
Unpredictable
But equally lovable.

People feel things
Like kids say things
And everything
Is under a microscope.

Hate is a long game
Love has short reasoning
Feelings drive emotions
Fueled by everything but reason
Logic
Makes us murderous.

One plus one plus it's all ****** up
You can't swim out of this pit
Too soon to tell
But I think
You're going to hell.

But the future is unwoven
The Seamstress Union is on strike
Yarns of every color
Are scattered on the floor.

An industrious imp
Tosses in a steam-driven loom
It eats up all the bits
And spits out new histories.

So genes collide
In their secret unions
But messages get crossed
And we welcome new mutations.

In the wake of a mininova bang
Conciousness is all-grasping
Freedom unobscured and No Trespassing ignored
Tucked away in safe corners
You keep all your real answers.