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Acme Jun 2020
We're just a bunch of chemicals
come together over billions of years
to this place we live and die
never knowing why.
We just are and we carry on
as we're compelled to do.
Keep the **** thing going as
long as it can until our giant
light bulb burns itself out
and we never know the why.
Acme Jun 2020
I still don't know what Love is.
  I know what it isn't.
  Love has no need of jealously.
  Love is never cruel or petty.
  It has no size or shape. It has
  no heart or soul. It doesn't smell
  of flowers or chocolates. It might
  sweat or cry tears or choke on loss.
  It doesn't quit when needed most.
  Love isn't a good **** or pretty song.
Acme Jun 2020
I checked out last week without notice.
I took what I needed and disappeared,
family and friends good as dead to me.
I followed the tracks to horizons. I met
other lost souls just can't take anymore.
We live under bridges and sleep in
fields in good weather. We help fellow
travelers and share when we can.
We died killing others.
They were the enemy.
Just not mine.
I'm gone.
Acme Jun 2020
I longed for you in your beauty
and fetching curves and promise
of travels to Mars and the moon.
You sit quiet but guarantee a riot.
Acme Jun 2020
We forgive you for our sins.
   If we never lived in your world
   with temptations forbidden we'd
   never suffer birth and death.
   You created suffering for laughs.
   Some blow their brains out instead
   of living this boring day to day.
   You must be pulling wings off fly's.
Acme Jun 2020
Death is ill timed, never expected
  and awkward for those left behind.
  Funerals are Death's surreal plays.
  Tears won't always come on cue.

  It's bad luck to talk about death.
  We speak kind of the dead. We don't
  talk of their human frailties.
  We deny our own sins and theirs.

We forgive the world for our sins.
If we never lived in your creation
with temptations forbidden we'd
never suffer birth and death.
Acme Jun 2020
I tear my fierce claws into you
without apology. I need to eat.
Put us in zoos and take pictures
feeding us like pets. We burn bright
in the night as Blake set us in print.
God cast us in hell's furnace.
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