Lovers

Lovers 1/31/2014

No man can define love

And no man
Can truly tell you

What it means

To really understand.

Life goes by in a blur

In fast moving images

That we only half remember

And never appreciate.

I look out the window

And imagine my heart

At the bottom of a frozen pond

Cold, dormant, and slowly beating

Just enough to keep me alive.

Nothing lasts forever

But the road to redemption

Can take a very long time

As we shuffle our feet

One in front of the other.

Going through the motions

Of getting up

And going to bed

Forcing yourself through

When you are too tired to care.

There is no use

In getting angry

When there is always something

You can do

In the here and now.

Prepare yourself

And plan for the end

Because it will always come

Like a thief in the night.

We get ready for many things

But seldom remember what matters

Because none of this lasts

And we can’t take it with us. 

We can spin our wheels

Or we can love with all our heart

Waging war

With our prayers, thoughts,

And words.

It’s never too late

Until it’s over

And nothing is over

Until the end.

The world like gravity

Drags us down

As we struggle against entropy

To breathe and live.

But today we rise

And today we live

With more than enough time

To embrace the truth. 

Free yourself

From all that is false

And fling yourself

Above and beyond. 

Grasp for the eternal

Never closer than now

Even if you cannot see it

And even if

It hurts.

Loser

 Loser 1/27/2014

Dangle the carrot

In front of my face

Leading me along

On my way to the end.

My past determines

The way in which I move

Always in the same direction

Round and round again.

Seven years ago, today 

That was then

And this is now

But still it hurts 

And I moan in the dark.

It’s hard to let go

Of the dreams

You only tasted

Because we only got a glimpse

Of all that, might have been. 

The possibilities gnaw at our heart

And memories destroy our brain

Burning pathways of heartache

That can never be erased.

I have come a long distance

But all of it

Is for nothing 

As I keep falling backwards

Back from where I came.

What we have, we ignore

And what is easy, we abuse

But what we miss,

Is what we covet

And what we love

We lose.

The struggle wears you out

And the weight wears you down

As we bear all the burdens

And watch it all 

Pass us by. 

I didn’t know

But, I did really try

Waking up far too late

To save what I had.

It is still a mystery

The cruelty of man

And how we are soo far fallen

That we can’t even see the sun.

Nothing lasts forever

Not even this

For all that is fake

And artificial

Will always fall apart

And blow away.

You can’t manufacture cool

And you can’t force authenticity

The same as it always was

Higher and better.

The curses shall come

But the strong will survive

A perfect remnant

Beautiful and defiant.

They will never know

True love

Because all they know

Is the world

Devalued down to an single cell

And dividing all over. 

Let them have their world

And run it 

Into the ground

While we endure

All the way home.

Some will join us

And some will not

Because love always returns

What it never lost at all.  

Rolling Dice

A big brave nothing   1/24/2013

Look backwards

And see the husk

Yesterday’s reminder

Of what we were

And what we are. 

Nothing ever stays the same

But even this

Is nothing new

Because all of this

Has been tried before.

It didn’t work then

And it won’t work now

As we stumble along like zombies

Looking for flesh to eat.

There is horror down the street

Behind closed doors

The kind no one seems to notice

Until it is too late.

There are bodies in the dumpster

And bodies in the sea

Chopped, punctured, and bludgeoned

Dumped, buried or burned.

Over my head

And in the sea

What I do

And everything I type

Silently recorded

And stored away.

This is the world

Not so brave

And not so smart

One hiccup away

From Armageddon.

No one seems to care

As long as we keep buying

Leveraging today with tomorrow

More than we need

Or can ever pay.

Not many have the courage

In this kind of chill

Because they know what can happen

And see it every day. 

We should have known

But everyone’s afraid

Brow beat since childhood

By hypocritical fools. 

The ghost speaks

But can we hear him?

From the floor boards

Or the attic

From the forest,

And the trees.

This is what you get

When you buy what they are selling

A fake and false protection

Nothing more

And nothing less.

Let it all commence

As predictable as the sun

Dumb as we always have been

Hiding behind each other

On our way to utopia

And on our way to the end.

Rampant

 Rampant  1/23/2014

Tip this over

And see what’s inside

Because something is rotten

And it’s killing us all.

Overripe and overdone

Primed and pumped

Like a bulging volcano 

About to explode.

This is what you get

When everyone falls asleep

Letting evil slip in

One inch at a time.

We bought all the lies

And we took them to heart

Because that is what we were taught

Every minute and every day.

When it hits you

It will be a shock

Because reality is coming

Heavy and hard.

We are sold

And we are betrayed

But deep down

We always knew.

The truth was revealed

A thousand times a day

But even then

Many covered their eyes

And pretended not to care.

Like bystanders on the street

Who watch as others are beaten

Nervously looking at each other

Hoping someone else

Will intervene. 

But the wild beasts

Will never be full

And they always thirst for more

Be it flesh

Or blood.

Many are sacrificed

And many have fallen

Caught off guard

And unprotected.

Even they knew 

That they were marked 

But still they went 

Noble, good, and dead.

I remember them 

And I remember her

Those who hesitated 

And those who lost.  

Cowards are everywhere 

And all the lions are sleeping

Defanged and declawed 

Overfed, lazy 

Dumb and dead.  

Socially engineered 

And spiritually defeated

As we carefully follow

An artificial cool. 

You can close your eyes

Or you can keep them open 

Open them up 

And see.  

This is for the survivors

And this is for me 

Because I am a ghost 

Wild, rampant, and free.  

Wooden Dragon

Singularity 1/22/2014

You can pay now

Or you can pay later

But sometimes it doesn’t matter

What you do

Or where you go. 

In the end

There is no way out

Not without pain
Or suicide. 

A day late

And a dollar short

We stand in line

To be punished

And mocked.

Why is it

That we labor this way?

But all for someone else

Predatory and cruel. 

That is you

And that is me

Shedding our skin

And slithering away.

Judged and ranked

Ruined and ashamed

Reduced to the trash heap

To crawl on our belly.

Going like lambs

We sheepishly shuffle

Our way to the end

Herded, willing,

Gullible, and dumb.

We hold on to fairy tales

Long past the expiration date

But what good is a sound philosophy

If we are blind to reality. 

Murderous deceitful reality

Staring at me

Every time I leave

And every place I go. 

We can deny reality

As long as we like

But those who do

Are doomed

In their dreams. 

Run away dreams

And seek not to remember

All that we were

And all that we lost. 

I loved you all

And then I lost

But now that I know

Everything is new.