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Unchlorinated (Stream of Consciousness)

Hanging at the end of

Strained rope

Swing my lost ambitions

And desires

 

My sanity swaying in the

Cruel winds of

Loveless night

 

Just a square peg

Confronted with

A round hole

 

Dropped anchor on

The shores of insanity

 

It seems so beautiful here.

 

I must create my own world

As my place in this one

Does not seem fitting

 

Genius is wasted

Upon the buffoonery

Of mass ignorance

 

Intelligence shunned

 

Brilliance and uniqueness

Frowned upon and cast aside

For the normality of uninteresting

****** zombies

 

The painfully intelligent

Forced into subversion

Hiding their gifts

For fear of being outcast

 

Men who cling to the faults

Of their fathers

And stories of stir crazy, house wives

 

Cabin fever was invented

To thin our stock

 

We all toy with the desire

Forcing blind eyes

Into the faces of

The gifted

 

Substance abuse is often a malady

Of the painfully intelligent and artistic

 

Drowning my will to be weird

My own underhandedness

Innately forcing my inner self

Beneath a cloak of politeness

 

This world

This living theater

Where we all assume

Our own role

Where our actions are

Transcribed

And cast upon us

Like stones on the river

 

I have grown tired

Of acting the fool

Prepare myself

For a new role

A starring role

 

Have you ever felt

The wonderment of déjà vécu?

And the sorrow of knowing

You belong to another time?

 

I need the exhilaration of a time

When life was simpler,

Yet more confusing

 

Was Judas the only one Christ trusted

To deliver him to his fate?

 

Is the human race too cowardly

To be welcomed in the arms of a deity?

Are we too ignorant to recognize

That is has already occurred?

 

Are we the last remnants

Of an experiment gone wrong?

The plague of the human race.

Devouring consciousness

 

Eliminating uniqueness

Evolving into our own demise

One too many mutations gone wrong

 

Retching in the soiled undergarments

Of our father's sins

Reveling in the untold lies

Of mother's milk

 

I have soured on this world long ago

Bounding for higher consciousness

Looking for the unseen

Searching for the undiscovered

 

Drug sideways

Through the sludge

Of society

Screaming wildly

Through the entirety

 

The gene pool would benefit

From a healthy dose of chlorine

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Nov 9, 2012
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