Before I was barreling through the tunnel
tighter, faster, more death and friction
fear and fear and fear
flying past the flashing lights and screaming sirens
hyper focused on every shot, evading every riposte
the voices of power droning in my earpiece
“Abandon Ship”
“Stay the Course”
“It’s a Trap”
“Don’t mess this fucking shot up or we’ll all be homeless”
After I was dancing through the gallery
lighter, thoughtful, more time and more inertia
pain and pain and pain
wandering past the weeping faces and suspicious eyes
Caressing every line of the pallid faces with my swelling heart
Crushing against each corner, the edges of the oil paint pull my tissues
ripping, gushing and spilling until you can’t tell the difference
between my eyes under the blood or theirs beneath the paint
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Misunderstanding the future
forgo your disbelief in the possibility of eating the pie
Do not tempt her with any farthing-like sensibility
Get over yourself, you confused soul.Authenticity is the only thing that sells anymore
There’s not even a market for picking a side
Convince me I’m right to sell me more shoes
For every shoe you sell, one goes to a fish in need
Video games are the eternal resonances of realities’ mirrors
Assuring us that control isn’t the only thing that separates us from animalsLight a journal on fire and its ideas exist in the air where they’ve been the whole time
in the air with the rest of the Internet
My ears are far too big and no one listens to me
Turtles dreaming about exploring the desert in a good pair of slacks
Wandering pre-determined paths like a wizard who burns his dirty laundry with magic.Cauldrons boil over when you ignore their feelings
but when watched closely evade even the slightest resemblance of domestication.
A hornet isn’t yellow with black stripes, its a yellow wolf in black sheep’s clothing.
Uselessness assumes that utility is a feature of experience
when experience is a feature of utility.
Anything greater than humanity is bound to treat your plans
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Cover your corrupt voice from other’s mouths
Define your only friend
Miss your missed opportunities
Ambiguous lossInfinite heirarchy
nuance and explicit
Context and immediate concern
I am unhappy with who you’ve grown intoDivorce your inequities
Thumb your anxiety
Blacken your markets
Sacrilegious securitySell your many faces
Eat your peace
Rent your feet
Inauspicious bootstrapsConsider spite in the crow’s feet of your death mask
Be silent for the unnamed graves next to your own
Incarcerated in a question mark
You apes in gilded cages, singsome are obsessed with being a hypocrite since others cannot bear to be called ignorant, incarcerated in a question mark, I am an agoraphobic ape on a blue dot.