there are only so many summers to a sole
a certain sum of breaths that may be taken
and every midnight pillow’s pulse
tallied well before the first one would awaken

epitaphs engraved in the four letter language
that rolls off a double twisted tongue
each accomplice to the grand expanding hoax
absurdly ancient but barely just begun

so we form among a froth of obligated suds
exquisite senses gifted yet cruelly sentience cursed
cellophane sacs fattened with life’s relentless greed
carried on encoded currents destined to be burst

you’ve simply
fallen
into this
and that’s all
you’re ever
going to do
just keep on
falling
and falling
through
your wily
wink
of time

the whole of it
a fraction
of a whisker’s width
borrowed
from our
fanciful forever’s
revolving
bottom line

absurd odds
and fluctuations
have slapped
you here
awakend
out of
nothing more
than vapors
now
so ungodly
far away
not even
you
can rightly say

some teeny tiny
hidden hollow
it’s supposed
once
turned itself
inside out
so stars
could have
a proper space
to dazzle
play
and dance
their grand ballet

but you
you’re merely falling
and falling
through
the needle’s eye
pinched between
your first hello
and frozen
last goodbye

gliding along
glancing
at the flocks
of peephole people
pretending
they can fly
when truthfully
they’re only falling
and falling
harder
for the lie

stewing
over meaning’s
then
nothing but
a broken down
mistake
since delusion
and diversion
are the only
living choices
you can really
make

the rest
will happen
no matter what
since everything’s
long ago
been measured
mixed
and baked
into the cake

there’s not
a single thing
that you can do
ain’t been
already done
because
you’re ***
is falling
and falling
victim
to one
big
black barrelled
sun

it all goes dark
when the shroud of the night
covers the earth: darkness, no light
as all the others close their eyes
their minds shut down, the air goes quiet

but the blinding fluorescence in my room
outshines the window, I see no moon
it only reflects me, my room: chaos and doom
the voices scream louder as I try to give up too soon

nightly divinity calls to me - soft - siren - lullabies - to sleep
but the eyelids, trapped open, within them my eyes weep
with each passing breath, the screeching voices cut deep -

my cheeks grow wetter while the stars glow dimmer
those dead eyes close, right before the sun's first shimmer.

Everybody stop
stop pretending
that everything is normal
as if the climate
hasn’t change

the happy days
are over
there is no hope
for the future

humanity will
survive
our way of life
will soon die

life
loses it meaning
when you know
there is no future

when we all pretend
we haven’t past
the point
of no return

hoping
everything
will go back to normal

why bother
life lust love
we’ve been given
a death sentence

You can't fight the government. They win, by just not showing up. Then who are you at war with?

That **** blows my head off. Sink it in.

a dragonfly
set me off

i realized
i didn’t hear insects
didn’t see birds

just felt
the sun
searing
scorching
parching
the earth
dissecting
my body
sapping away
my will to live

i’ve become anxious
depressed
lethargic
despondent  

i don’t understand why
now I realized
i’m afraid
of what’s about to come
Earth is dying

life will never be the same
normality has gone
this is the day
God died

it’s too late
we’ve passed
the point
of no return

we are witnessing
the beginning
of the end

it’s only
going to get worst
hotter
drier

we are pretending
ignoring
wishing
everything
was ok

we know
it’s going to get bad
starvation
climate migration
some are going to live
many are going to die