Down and Out

Down and Out   7/14/2014

We can stay in the stream
Or we can
Go off script
Deciding ourselves
Fact and fiction.

I dream when I can
And I wake up in the morning
Still treading through the nightmare
Surrounded by the dead.  

Cut it long ways

So it takes longer to stanch

Or cut off my air

Until I collapse.

Because what else could I do

To kill the time

Boring me to death

Eating me alive.

The unconscious

Can’t remember

And they wake up

In a different world. 

As their brain resets

So does their vision

And they forget

Yesterday’s terror.

Drugs alter the chemistry

And booze will numb the pain

Until we think, we are invincible

And not wasted at all. 

Turn my head to the side

So I can see the white spaces

Where everything is cold,

Perfect, and pure.

Cinch it up tighter

Until it feels like a bruise

The kind that aches

With fullness and pleasure. 

High enough to be beautiful

But not so much

To be afraid

Where time stands still

Motionless in your head. 

I dreamed

That the dead were rising

And that they stirred

From eternal sleep

More alive,

Than we are dead.

We are more than what you see

And we are more than what they fear

Fully alive and fearless

Fully awake and aware. 

Now its past midnight

And all the red lines are disappeared

All because no one noticed

And all because no one cared. 

They stood me up for the slaughter

Like a lamb

And like a fool

Cut down in the middle

Unaware and unprepared. 

But I am not alone

And neither are you

As more have gone on before

Than are left,

Here and now.    

Fiction makes sense

And lies happen every day

But the truth is like a sword

Cutting through

And cutting down. 

Fill the sky

With joy

Because now we see,

And now we know. 

Our eyes are opened

Both inside and out

And he who believes  

Shall be saved

To see and know it all.