Doesn’t seem to make sense
Why is anyone tense
Can we not just relax
And omit the pretense
Just admit
We are flawed
Some of us
Above law
As the others below
Long ago
Made our peace
But it speaks of injustice
And hushes its streets
Is inured
To succumbing
Insured
Against loss
And desensitized
Genocide
Keeps you addicted  
Submitted,
Subdued
In their ruse
You’re enlisted
So march
Soldier on
To recurring mistake
Let your pride
In our homicide
Rate
Make us great

Just another figment
Never coming back
Got myself
Into trouble
And couldn’t retract
The mistaken
Intrusion
Into the confusion
And from it
Still casts
A deceptive illusion
That all of this planning
This playing pretend
Comprehends
What the end
So prophetically
Pens
When it lends
But an ear
To the musing of strangers
Instead of defaulting
To surely endangers
My life
To take pity
To drown in the city
Still thinking its merits
Could Trump its decay
That the tyrants who built it
Would give it away

Can’t even boast
Of accomplishment’s ghost
When the sum
Of my parts
Washes up
On the coast
And I’ve been back and forth
All around
The rotation
Condemned,
Welcomed in
To an alien
Nation
To factor me into
The quantum equation
When numbers and value
Induces objection
But tethers and links
This hormonal connection
A balance
No palace
Could render
Distinct
If the masters we serve
All subservient
Sync
To the blink
We inhabit
This minuscule space
And the rate
We proceed
To extinction’s
Embrace

A hundred stories
Falling
From a
Futurist
Utopia
Revoking
My unspoken
Right to rule
Its fuel
Dystopia
No hoping
Left me ghosting
Only mostly
What I wrote
And from the
Bowels
Of my vowels
Comes the ruin
I have smote

I am
Inside the mind
Death do us Valentine
No more words left
To expressively
Redefine
Guided like
Heat-seeking
Mischievous
Myth
To the nuclear winter
Sea depths
I adrift
When the one I am with
Can’t commune with me
Frequent
And not even shadows
Malinger
To speak with
My Ill-fated omen,
Portentous
Lament
My immense
Commence writing
The next
Common Sense

Failure to mention
Contractually bound
To a person I met,
Enjoyed having around
Even just for a moment
To show you around
Didn’t doubt
For a second
We’d welcome you in
Now I’m living the day
It all comes to an end
And within it
Each day
That I’m living it
Thinking
You couldn’t be gone
In the time
My eye’s blinking
And ever it was
So indifferently blind
Never grateful
Enough
For your presence
Was I
But another goodbye
I survive
Unperturbed
As the last words we said  
Were both
Honest
And heard

But who can see the lies
Or the past
Or the sadness
What reason to be
If it all becomes
Madness
We’ve had this
Condition
To impulse repress
To reject
What no logic
Could ever express
And we deem ourselves
Dignified,
Justified,
Civilized,
Chosen
Audacious,
Complacent
Cesspool
We arose in
Just goes to show
There is no meaning
To us
No financial solution
Equates more than dust
No good deed
Goes unpunished
Just unrecognized
Nor esteemed institution
Can subjugate time
No decision
Brainchild
Conceiving
The mind
Nor command of my heart
Unto practical reins
Given over to lay with
Emotionless chains
Unexplained
Still remains
And unanswered
Abounds
And I still reclaim
All of
Philosophy’s
Crowns