They have been bought
everything has a price
the best way to invest
to diversify
to profit
is to take free will
and end it
the market loves that dollar
and so do we
worse than extremists
are those who walk the line
between sanity and the alternative
everything is better
without inhibition

Art
what is it if not man's excuse for idleness
prophecy is useless when rendered toward god
refute space
refute time
"god loves you"
god loves himself
because he is you

The red dawn rewound itself
He sits on gold
this is heaven
hell came
with but four words
the spectre is latent
elusive at best
freedom dawned
prisons flooded
it's all crashing down
for you, at least

The old man
walked with purpose
I thought
Why grow old?
with his best years
behind him
he turned towards me
and collapsed

The whip cracked
loudly then recoiled
standing alone
I'll build my empire

"you won't be followed"
followed by a sly grin
yellowing teeth not divine in the least
Who is the diabolical one here?

I turned my back
only to be struck again
my prolific years
ended at the last sight of the gates

They all love you
Should they not?
They're all yours
They have forsaken nothing

Doubting existence
even through mirrors
standing alone
I'll build my empire

I drifted away
on a piece of ice
land disappeared from view
I became delirious
I drank from the cold ocean
the salt scarred my esophagus
I drank
and drank
finally, I dove
into the water
with my stomach full of icy water
and salt
I then grew gills
and swam away.

I laugh as I
spout blasphemy
you cringe at every word
but when I walk
on the streets
I avoid
every
crack