happiness
is not the point
to life
but a byproduct
of consciousness

the pursuit of happiness
is a construct
of the disenfranchised
believing they’re entitled
to more meaning
from existence

brief moments of joy
strung together
to form an illusion
of contentment

are merely distractions
from the pain and suffering
of the human condition

i feel it
when you’re away

an absences
a yearning
deep in my soul

if god is not dead
then indifferent
to the human condition
as prayers are unanswered

the only difference
is how you behave
to love and cherish
and not hurt or hate

you feel so much
so deep
soul of a cello
so vulnerable to love
and hate

pyrrhic is this victory
love replaced with hate
you stood on a plinth
now lay in a grave
earth kisses sky
rage & wrath
of lightning & thunder
when breaking hearts
clash & collide

0 & 1 is 1                my
1 & 1 is 2                love
2 & 1 is 3                for
3 & 2 is 5                you
5 & 3 is 8                is
8 & 5 is 13              eternal
13 & 8 is 21            boundless
21 & 13 is 34          immeasurable
34 & 21 is 55          limitless
55 & 34 is 89          incalculable
89 & 55 is 144        unconditional
∞                             ad infinitum

you’re a bag
a bent

a mind bending
addiction

i can’t stop
resist
or shake

i crave
hurt
need more

when spun
smokin rain
craving you

when you touch me
ever so slightly

fingers caressing
lingering

I ache
to the core

for slow kisses
brightly colored skittles
and marshmallow bunnies

you make me wet
crazy

thizzing
on X

i can’t get enough
of you