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A desultory hand waved through the muggy air.
Its fingers curled,
Its palm stiff.
It closed itself around the moisture of the air,
Unable to hold anything more than sweat and thirst.
Where was it going,
Where was it leading.
It led straight to the depth of the dirt below.
i can feel it in the soil
beneath my feet
as i traipse my way through the alleys
as a trickle of steam rises through the cracks
of a desolate landscape
i wonder what ghosts lurk behind
tracing my every step
wondering what will lie ahead
in my future
it seems as though the rate string of fate
has wound itself up
only to be unraveled
into a future of sand and wasteland
I believe that children are our future.
Treat them well and let them lead the way.
Show them all the beauty they possess inside.
We teach our children
What's right and wrong
What's good
What's bad
What's black
What's white
We can let them be free
Or we can let them suffocate.
We can let them live in a world of light and dark,
Or we can let them be open-minded.
Nod, I approve.
Purr, I like that.
Now that's what I wanna hear.
Hey, I might as well give you a promotion,
you lucky son of a bitch.
Troopers, I want you all to hear my mission in life,
the sole goal of this company and its foundation:
Make it all happen.
And I approve.
Do I dare disturb the universe?
I walk
I fall
I trip
I die
Over and over
Leading to endless corridors
Of shadows descrepid
A flickering light is my guide
I pray it doesn't burn out
But I travel nevertheless.
Do I dare disturb the universe?
Do I dare leave a smudged fingerprint
On the furnished table of an upstate mansion?
To kill time
To kill society
To kill a breath in space
Is my only goal in life?
I opened the cabinet hanging on my kitchen wall.
It was untouched for a few months now,
Holding only spices rarely used.
I reached up and grabbed the doorknob,
Swung open the door.
It was empty.
Was I robbed?
Did someone come in and steal my unused valuables?
I am a can of legumes and a bag of saffron
Less than I was before.
And to think of the difference that will make...
if it comes out of your mouth
it rings around the world
if it comes from within your mind
the echo vanishes
and if a thought somehow
relentlessly bangs against the cranium of your skull
and finally escapes into the realms of the physical,
then congratulations,
you're psychic
and if you could read into someone's soul
and prostituted your extraordinary talent,
then you've got a nice load of money on your hands
sticks to your mouth
distracts you from what's happening below
turmoil and disruption
turning and tumbling
almost on the verge of apocalypting
but you take out a piece
and stick it in your mouth
it takes away the pain
and keeps you awake
so you don't choke
it's funny how your body works sometimes
built to keep you alive?
it lights up
it burns out
over and over
you replace them
and they let you down
toss away the ashes
like you were meant to do
you're a fool
to throw away the sparks
that could have lit this world
and sent it into a new age
you lost it!
and it would have been so good
it lights up
it burns out
it lights up
it burns down
it sinks to the ground
and blows up the whole circuit
My spine was bent,
My eyes were blind,
My legs pull back,
My arms unwind.
Until he threw the mud at my face,
With I expecting to fall to disgrace.
But I was cured with a miracle that night,
For all was changed, myself upright.
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