Screens blinding struggling people As they sit Craned necks slowly breaking Necks that feel like progress Progressing to a point Past the toxic lake Past the drunk five and dimer And women Past the ugly “art installation” That is supposed to inspire “hope” Past the full hospital Awaking into a world Not too far away Where energy isn’t felt And connection is just a word
I need to buy pensTo write Nonsense on this paper“Non” “Sense”My favorite kind of senseThe one that doesn’t requireReason or doubtDoubt is blind beliefReason is a prisonWriting nonsense to existRight nowWrite now
I’m with my familyI’m setting up a BBQI love to BBQMeat and eat and laugh andMy father had climbed too highAnd he fellHe fell flat on his faceI asked him “are you okay?”He was okayI realized that there wasNo meatNo meat to eatI proceeded to drive a carTo the storeTo buy meat
A man who knowsHe will dieHow does a moment lookDifferent to himThan the analyticalLost man in the screenWho pines about machinesEven eludingThat he is machineHow does his cup of coffee tasteDifferentIs it different whenThe wind blowsThe rain startsThe seasons changeThe sun goes downIn a day or 3 yearsSandwiched betweenNow and infinityA man who knowsHe will …
Screens
Screens blinding struggling people
As they sit
Craned necks slowly breaking
Necks that feel like progress
Progressing to a point
Past the toxic lake
Past the drunk five and dimer
And women
Past the ugly “art installation”
That is supposed to inspire “hope”
Past the full hospital
Awaking into a world
Not too far away
Where energy isn’t felt
And connection is just a word
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I’m with my familyI’m setting up a BBQI love to BBQMeat and eat and laugh andMy father had climbed too highAnd he fellHe fell flat on his faceI asked him “are you okay?”He was okayI realized that there wasNo meatNo meat to eatI proceeded to drive a carTo the storeTo buy meat
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Guff
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