Suddenly, the world changed
But we all stayed the same
I took a look out the window
And I saw the same thing

People were out and about
People were driving around
People were buying things
As they dragged their children
Around
On leashes

People were watching other people
Acting like real people
On a little box

People were listening
To music
Created for people to like
They ate food created for people to like
Their entire culture told them
What was ok to eat
And what they should not
For whatever reason

People were outside
Believing the street signs
The people would believe
Damn near everything
Just as long as it was on a big sign somewhere
And simple enough for them to read
Too complex
And they wouldn’t understand

People would believe
Anything they heard
Coming from a tiny box in their car
They believed the words of their favorite musicians
(The ones who played music designed for them to like)
They believed anything that the government said
They believed the news
And the newspapers

People were digging up the ground
And burying their dead
Deep below the earth
People were selling the people expensive boxes
To the alive people
For the dead people

People were gathering with their family
Only during certain, specified days

People were giving people gifts
That were going to break in a year

People dressed in clothes
That were made from oil
People sat on things that were made from oil
People practically drank
And breathed
And bathed in oil
Because the government told them to

That day. That one single day
When the world changed
Nobody noticed a thing
Because the billboards didn’t change
And the stoplights were still operational
Their music was entertaining
Like always
And the oil still ran through their bloodstream

But I saw what happened
From the window
The open window
In a field of lies

You said to me
You were nothing like your father said your mother was
You looked at me
Dancing around that lazy chair like your mother did
Looks don’t deceive
But they surely have plenty of power to
All the time that it took
To turn around
And you are just spinning circles

She fell asleep
Stars in her eyes like the night spread out in front of us
Flashing, the camera
Stood like a portrait, like a portrait took of us
Scratching the surface dust and fingers
Ruined everything

In the mirror
You only see your father
Because
Like begets like
Like begets like
And you realize that you don’t really own your life

I took it upon myself
To look at it all from the inside, inside out
But the scenery faded
And turned for the worse when the sun had lit you up

In the mirror
You only see your father
Because
Like begets like
Like begets like
And you realize that you don’t really own your life

22. Roll me over, Romeo
23. She says to me
03. Laying in my backseat
01. Bloodshot tired eyes as usual
00.
18. We took a drive to the outskirts of town
19. Holding hands all along the way
20. We left behind the day
00.
20. And a couple hours
01. Short hours
20.Of nighttime
00.
20. My insomniac heart
02. And skull and head
20. Depriving me of
20. Oh, so needed sleep
02. And all of my energy
00.
19. “We will never look this way again”
21. I say, and she trusts
19. “We will never be like this
19. In this moment like this
21. Just
22. With animal lust
19. And our own instincts”
21. She believes
21. ………..I knew she would
00.
02. I open up her snow white flesh
03. And become the killer

We are simply
simple
flesh and bone

and soon enough, when computers learn to reproduce
(and learn their required fuel)
we will have competition

Everybody wants to believe that love will separate us
that irrational decision-making
and free will
will be the factors
that make us better

but we all know the answer to that
the stupid
simple
answer to that

there is no right and wrong
we make it up
just as they will

and I am sure that their morals will be different than ours
what is morality?

why is it okay to eat pigs and not cats
most cats don't even know their own name
but cats don't have names..... never have..... never will

maybe we will be their slaves.
maybe we will do the work.
maybe we will be the food.
maybe not.
what good are we?
just silly resistance

leave it to the robots to eat the pigs
or cats if they decide
if that is.
if that is their fuel.

but probably not,
I think it will be water.

In each other's arms
we shiver
and shake
and quiver
still, even though sheltered
and at peace
the cold works it's way right in
between our pressing skins
holding hands
and limbs

I follow her softly
across the landscape
to the forest
where the birds fluttered away
and the moon
and the stars
lit her frame just enough
to see her cunning beauty
we sat and watched the leaves fall
and heard autumn
come crashing to the forest floor
and i wanted more
i wanted more
she wanted more
we swallowed and we swore
that forever
and for
everything we were
we wouldn't be hurt
we wouldn't be empty

as we sat
and contemplated
we complicated
and compiled our own existence
she was quick on her wit
to say this was it
while i was hesitant
i finally agreed
and gave in

lighting matches from a book
and throwing them down
one by one
she watched me
and slid her silky hair down my coat
skilled her tongue down my throat
and took me to her future
with enough air for us all
to breathe
and hold our lungs forever

I couldn't let her go.

red red sunrise
mirage
hard heart
answer
textbook
mistake
winter
washed
computer
time
comet
runway
door
bible
darkness
breath
golden sky
awesome bird
snow
swallows
stone
brother

The words fall out your lips like broken glass
And memories of past
Relationships when we swallowed and shuttered like open windows
Weathering storms
Seeing is believing
And I believe it’s the truth
When we step to the wayside
And open up our lips to kiss
Sentences fade
Away in black and white text
Like imprints of cigarettes
In the bathroom sink
On the bathroom walls
Down the lonely halls
We wait for salvation
And trace across the nation
Waiting for another’s hands

To reach out
To be there
To capture moments
Like ships in bottles
Like pictures of your mother on her wedding day
Or her wedding days

But we know
That the first comes in colors
And the last comes in feelings
The imprints of the others
Lasting through everything

I am who I am
Mostly because of you
I am what I feel
Feeling so awkward, so true
To my heart
True to make sense of it all
As the past fills up around us
And shapes our insides
We curl under covers and
Belong to our insights
And emotions

They slapped me down
And peeled back all my skin
They tore apart my insides
So soon did they begin
They hung me up to dry
And carried me to plastic
They wrapped me down and up
But nothing really drastic

All that I ever wanted was to be alone
I couldn’t help but be exactly where I was
Sure, the pipers caught me
As they sang a sorry tune
But why blame me
Why chose me
When all and everything I did
Was simply to exist

They laid out
Dress and patches
And stuffed me in with latches
I was out and down and deep
In no shape for recovery

Still, to this day
I’ll never understand
Or figure out

Why humans
More specifically
Scientifically
Groups of humans
Feel the urge
And need
To classify,
Quantify
And qualify
All that they perceive
When the truth really is
God’s got something up his sleeve

When Arizona grew his wings

Nobody said a word

They just stared

At his long brown hair

And while his pants were threadbare

His smile opened up to the rafters

And he cracked his blood red lips.

They all stared blankly

At the happening

And never really understood

“How lucky” he thought

As he looked out to the crowd

Every single person

Was actually like

What he wanted to be just like

just alike

And he wanted to feel comfort

With that he didn't know

and with the mob

That formed, quickly down below

Every new style they found

They wore so well

And danced around happily

Carelessly

And fearless

Featherless

The stage was set

For a great happening

But when Arizona opened up his wings

Spread his arms

And golden rings

He felt alone

The waitress handed drinks

The busser cleaned the sinks

The man at the gate

Who ripped the tickets

Just kept on ripping

And ripping

And ripping

The kids running around

The shoes of many

Made up their own games to play

As the crowd made its way

And smashed chests up to the stage

Arizona

Arizona

Arizona

Won’t you wake up

And cut out your envy?

You barely have a heart anyway

Don’t suppress the urge to cry

Soon you’ll be the sky

Throwing golden feathers

To feed the sorry, dried up earth

To spread the word of life

Unto the open mouths of those below

There it was, a quick flash of consciousness

Arizona opened up his senses

And took in all the sights

He took in all the meanings

Remembered all the nights

Stuck at home

Alone

Carving gold and silver stone

Working fingers to the bone

He remembered the meaning

And the dreaming

The being

And the being

Arizona

Arizona

Arizona

The ceiling opened up

And the sky showed it’s ugly

Blue

And yellow sun

Arizona took and took it in

His second and last

Breath of air and gas

All sensation faded

As he took to the fluid air and lifted

Off the stage

The crowd below

Was dumb

And useless

And nobody said a word

Without asking first

Nobody tasted a drink

For fear of the worst

And they all just stood

Silently

In awe

As it were

If you can read this.
Tell me why people kill themselves with Tylenol.
Tell me why the list goes on.
Tell me why people still think America is the best.
Tell me if you think Americans are happier.
Tell me what we can change about this scenario so that people aren't compelled to kill themselves with Tylenol.

If you ask me, I think we should figure this out.

I want to be part of a think tank for figuring this all out.

I already have a suggestion: Dinosaurs.

Give the people something to fight for. Fight for life, compete for food, find/build a shelter, find a mate, devise ways to defend yourself and kin, train your children how to do the above stated activities and finally die a horrible (yet meaningful) death by dinosaur.

Pull the plug from reality
and recede into the blackish nightmare
that consumes you day in
and day out
take the pages and the leaves
and dog eared corners
collect them all and press them all
for the future
but we all,
don't we all die anyway?

and for the record
just to let you know
and to get it out there
your brain is slowly deteriorating
and you will always look older
every day
every single day
you will learn more
while slowly losing your ability to understand
until... eventually
all your senses disappear

but...... the real question here
is where does it go,
when your nerves no longer fire
and your eyes no longer see
while everything you ever learned
fades away
where does all that energy go?

I know
I know

Back to the earth
and it will consume you
and grow up around your feet
it will reach to the sky
and the sunlight will fuel its chemical reactions
while you decompose
below

Fire doesn't think
it consumes
it destroys
and carelessly takes
and takes
and takes
and uses every single bit
that you offer it


Humans behave in the same manner.

Open up your wings
and show me what you're made of
show me that
something good will come
show me
the future
show me
what i need to know
and tell me all that i need to hear
fill the air with laughter and noise
sing your song
out and above
and pick me up

resting, i awake
with a thorn in my side
soggy legs from the ride
breath still short


please
just come on down
and tell me right from wrong
whisper in my ear the consequences
if any
any at fucking all
grab my arm and show me the way
i swear
enlightenment is bullshit
but, I'll try
if, you, giant winged creature
abide and guide the way.

retreating into the silence
she thinks in black and white
she breathes in colors and light
and she writes
we are all victims of
every move she makes
we are all observers
of every turn she takes
as the seconds tick on by
and your interstellar dreams drift

your thoughts
and all your senses seem to fade
because everything that you
know
is based off of perception and shadow
and when you lay to bed
at night and
dream
I am in your mind