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Stephen Norton Sep 2020
Is it a filter that separates?
Color coded, packaged, secure
Instant defintion of a man
Classified, quantified, sure

Every word is proof
Our ears know this foul language
Their rags a mark
The emblems of a savage

I know my people
Kind, just, and polite
I know their kind
Evil, brutal, a blight

What filters the world?
What filters the flora and fauna?
What determines man from beast?
What defines our brother?
Who is ours?
And who is the other?
Is it language?
Is it color?
Is it age?
Is it culture?

Can a word sum up a man?
Does clothing speak?
Is an idea a mountain, from which you can see?
Can you pick out the tallest, and call him a tree?

Is it a filter that separates?
Color coded, packaged, secure
Instant defintion of a man
Classified, quantified, sure
Stephen Norton Jun 2020
An all seeing eye
Manually closed
Subduing consciousness
Chemically controlled

Cut off the flesh
Remove skin and bones
Open to the world
Reality exposed

**** all progress
Destroy what could be
Keep my eye shut
The possibilities blinding

Take the pain away
Coat my throat and my soul
The antidote stings
The duct overflowing and full
Never stop to listen or think
Wonder and peace lead to open eyes
Destructive tendencies lead to pleasant lies
Subduing conscious
Close my eye
Cut off from god
Earthly sacrifice
Stephen Norton Apr 2020
Speak with your eyes
Wrinkles on your face
Hints of a smile
Or signs of disgrace
Stay away
For safetys sake
Keep your distance
Choices to make
The space we notice
The feet make us aware
Every person a pariah
With tender love
We care
Corona
Stephen Norton Feb 2020
Static stasis
Slow drip
Beyond oasis
A future
No future
The present
Irrelevant
Stephen Norton Dec 2019
Emergent sea
Gift of life
Beautiful waves
Danger beneath

Do not race to embrace
Swallowing water
No one can hear you scream
Stephen Norton Nov 2019
I greet the ocean daily
With many standing on its beaches
It welcomes me
We're all here for the same reason
The warm embrace of the sea
Sweet release
A constant yearning to be free
But as the years pass my toes sink more deeply
What seemed like fun eventually consumed me
All shores eroded till the water reached my brain
Sapping slowly my consciousness grain by grain
My mouth is full
I'm choking
But I'll probably do it again
Till the lights go out
Slowly
All potential lost without fame
Stephen Norton Aug 2019
I'm a well adjusted maniac
Balancing life, mid panic attack
Frantically calm, repulse, attract
Kiss you
Shoot you in the face and laugh
Issue?
No I don't have any issues
Except for highlights and Hooked on Homicide
And subscriptions to prescriptions
For the conformally normal guy
Processing correctly
Intel inside
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