#advancement
the new dark age
heart goes out
world goes up
all due to a love of concrete
and iron indignities
buildings grown in the heartland
steel your future
wrap your face in a foreign flag
make it medieval
so fear and superstition
can live on each floor
from above the cityscape
blueprints of a pinball machine
a train to nowhere
like candles on a cake
that will burn someday
when least expected
ladies against the glass
of morning commutes
show too much cleavage
to people on Sunday
gentlemen with their death sticks
conjure the factory smoke
poisoning a life of leisure
these infinite vistas
continue to rise
elevation well in hand
stitched together
but growing apart
the biomechanical soul
a species out of control
mother solitude and her
modern failures
take the stairs to the roof of her mouth
progress leaves an echo
her final words are
empty, foreboding
and full of lead
Jul 26, 2025
Jul 26, 2025 at 12:20 PM UTC
The holding place / The tablets of your memory / Little slivers of death / We can keep finding ways to go further
Sep 3, 2024
Sep 3, 2024 at 10:36 AM UTC
We boil down competition to its simplest terms:
Who is better? Who is the best?
Observing games, challenges, and obstacles
deciding who we feel encompasses
the best skill set for said endeavors
by picking teams or individuals above others
as a way of communicating our support for the prioritization
of their methodology or personality
because we know if they are revered enough
they can become role models or even celebrities
and inspire and influence the next generation
changing the way games, challenges, and obstacles
will be met in the future.
May 21, 2022
May 21, 2022 at 1:44 AM UTC
**** or a lie?
You're drowning in manipulation's waters
Fake your smile. Lie.
I know your nightly tears are a fact
One you can't deny
A fake smile is pointless
We all decieve nonetheless
We're our own fatal mistake
Mar 16, 2021
Mar 16, 2021 at 7:53 AM UTC
Milk man.
Sorry-
So it seems that the advancement of stone to metal
creeps-
From paper to metal to plastic, cardboard to plastic metal cardboard.
Explosions-
Milk man. There are erupting forces that will not think nor breath as you and I and we formulated this change thinking materialism change better-
Harvest ideas, bigger better-
Thoughts out the window computers better
connection connection connection-
Better.
Halt. Milk man-
You've rung yourself dry of job.
Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 8:24 PM UTC
i like to close my eyes
and dream of carrying my
toffee eyed baby girl
through museums and exhibits
uncovering to her
eons of renaissance magnificence.
i imagine us holding hands
walking through botanical gardens
humming at birds
blooming with flowers
talking about the ecologic manifestations
of modern day society.
i want to take her to NASA
and make her mind expand
like the universe has for as long
as mankind lived
and realize some concepts are
so vast, so unfathomable
that the greatest beauty within us all
is the curiosity leading us
to try and understand.
i want her to know
that this life
has stretched on for centuries behind of her
and will continue for centuries ahead
but her arrival
in this era, at this time, in this moment
is the pivotal point around which
my universe turns.
Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 10:20 AM UTC
I'd share the sky
with the clouds
but I had to grow my wings
but I had to lose my skin
I dared to reach
paradise
but my brothers took my skin
but my brothers used my skin
and I couldn't let them win
so I had to let this in
now it's tearing us within
and it's the fruit our sins
cause I had to grow my wings
but my brothers used my skin
I made them crawl
took my time nice and slow
feels so good to lose control
like a witness, watched them fall
now I'm free to flee this skin
but I will not shed this sin
and I cannot be complete
Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 2:16 PM UTC
It's so sad that people need
Likes, comments, follows,
To feel happy with the lives they lead.
I know that personally,
I base my worth on how my work is received,
How well my words bleed.
Days must have been simpler, before
Our worth was defined by Facebook likes,
Follows on Twitter,
These things just to make us not bitter.
When we didn't live through screens,
And we were less vain;
I think the world was probably
A little less insane.
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 2:24 PM UTC
Imagine if the nativity
Took place now instead of then
With technological advancement
It'd be on the news at ten
In fact it would make youtube
A film clip at the stable
Taken by a shepherd boy
Underneath a table
The three wisemen would go on Skype
The gifts would be en route
No need to travel all the way
With the traffic in Beirut
Phone banks would be all set up
To raise funds for the birth
The internet would be a buzz
With the greatest news on earth
No camels, inns or drummer boys
There'd be no one there at all
The Angel of The Lord would be
Black Friday shopping at the mall
In fact I do not think that it
Would be a deal that we would follow
Social media and the press
Would make it all seem hollow
I'm glad it happened when it did
As time has come to pass
With Jesus in a manger
And wisemen there en masse
I don't think it'd be Christmas
If Christ was born today
Without a cd or a movie deal
Or a sport that he would play
Christmas is...and always will
Be the story we were told
I'm glad it didn't happen now
If I may be quite so bold
Unto man a child was born
And he, the son of God....
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 11:51 PM UTC