Its so hard to remember
In times like these
Where everything is fought and countered against
The unity is dismantling
As the earth is warm and dying
And ain't nothin' I know to do
But kindly keep fighting.

It weighs heavy on my soul
As if theres no way to cover it all
Perceptions coinciding
No way to keep remembering
The silver lighting.

Perhaps it use to feel so much simpler
I could count the sincere support I feel
On one hand
And it makes me wonder if I shoulda
Just kept my mouth closed
Made art in a tin can
Allowed my mission to be smaller
Quieter
Pretended like I meant less
I can count on one hand
The sincere support I feel.

And yet I still open my eyes
Awake early and go to bed late
Not making any money these days
Trying to stretch an umbrella out
All encompassing
Its so hard to be all encompassing
I could count the sincere support on one hand.

I'm sure I'm probably wrong about that
But my mind is so worn down
From all the diminishing
And counter hatred
The dying world
Is taking on.

Feeling unhappy;
that I'm not good enough
Unconvinced and in despair,
Disbelief in my own
act and decisions

I am doing the best I could
to meet the expectations;
thus I am frustrated

Why am I putting
a lot of pressure on myself
just to seek attention?

I am trying hard
until gratified
Why am I still unfulfilled?

In fact, I am scared
I fear that I may fail
and may not reach satisfaction

It feeds my self-doubt
perhaps I am good-for-nothing

Cries of suffering once distant are now—
Now what? Proximity should make
no difference
And yet
When an animal suffers by
existing it is the natural order of
humans.

I at times wonder,
what should we call the mess we’ve
made? Labels feign importance
A category is a hierarchy
A tyrant is nothing without
Fear and prey

Prey, fear, repeat.

We tend to separate monsters and men
Simplifying and beliving that such things can't happen again
But if we could only resurrect the dead
The sole answer would be "that's what we said"

We call abhorent acts of criminals "inhuman"
Thinking cruelty only comes from ******* men
But animals never threaten holocaust or world war
And even big brother was a child before

Come lay with me,
You are a necessity,
I want to feel you,
While it is just us two.

I wish I could put into words,
The love I feel,
You don't give me butterflies,
You give me hummingbirds.

You are a spectrum of danger,
thrown out on the battle field,
a molecular dark riding ranger,
and it's not like a fire,
or a sword that you weild,

A molecular biology occurring in dark,
I,
I can't think in this way,
a bonding of agents-
to fuse from a spark,
creating raw chemistry,
it's why I want you to stay,

Microelectronicmechanical bits spawn,
under such dangerous conditions,
I eagerly anticipate the coming of dawn,
my knees fall weak again,
as you break down more inhibitions,

Sweetly I just can't resist,
despite all the effort I give,
I tip my neck back - as I enlist,
and relish the moment occurring,
an still I hope that I'll live,

No way to fight in this passion,
no one else to come rescue me,
been too long with a ration,
a twinge of unhinged desire,
I close my eyes,
adjusting to see,

It's a magnetism in chemical vibration,
from lack of sweet frequency to come,
an even from deep satiation,
I inhale a last - b r e a t h,
as all my defenses- undone,

I open my eyes an you're gone again,
along with the shining of sun,

As I lay covered - head to toe
in your weaponized Smartdust.

Ma Cherie © 2017