some people believe
their ancestors came
up out of the earth;
whoever planted the
seeds of mankind is
very a poor gardener;

seed hit the earth &
grow into their kind;
human seed hits the
grounds, it is called
*******; but it's
not hard to imagine
god ******* &

thus producing mankind
in god's image; & when
plants are eaten & not
allowed to seed, nature
is *******; seeds
surviving the burning pit
of stomach bile; drops
w/ turds to the ground,
sprouting nevertheless

you're back again,
but in new form.
a little taller,
darker eyes.
but still you tell
the same **** lies,
and here i am
believing them,
every single
******* time.

I would rather write
About this world than
Live in it

I would rather play
Music all day and read
Or wander around

Or waltz into bookstores
And run my hands along
The wooden shelves

I would rather remain
Indifferent to the world
That exists around me

I would rather watch
Humans than actually
Be one of them.