“Living the Dream”?
Where I thought I wanted to be,
but it’s not what it should have been.
It’s been bruised and spattered,
descrated and shattered.
People and situations, systems and forces
have intervened.
And it’s gone,
like a hazy morning dream
gets forgotten on waking.
…
Living the dream?
It’s a real nightmare!
(To be continued…)
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My neighbor’s a self-centered asshole
(he’s not the only one).
Of course, there’s a story there,
a reason for the meanness,
but I don’t want to know it.
(To be continued…)
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So many thoughts,
so many ideas,
insights, realizations,
paths to
enlightenment.
So many voices outside
and in,
clamoring,
trying,
vying,
to make me blind.
(To be continued…)
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I’m confused. Obviously, I watch too much TV news.
Last week, I said: “He’s not the devil.”
Pied Piper, spoken song.
Now, I know I was wrong.
(To be continued…)
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When the idiots tire of hearing their own voices,
clanging, hollow noises,
peace and wisdom will reign.
… Little chance, alas.
Sadly the idiots are the most confident people
and they have risen to the highest positions in our world.
They are our leaders and teachers, our movers and shakers,
our celebrities, our “everything”,
fools and tools, we call them “stars”
and they guide us
further into the abyss.
(To be continued…)
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From birth, they bombard us with images and ideas:
This is what you want! This is what you desire!
They pretend that you should aspire:
There are ways and means of buying things, like happiness!
This is what makes life worth living.
Are you willing to be a member of society?
Good! Welcome, Consumer…
Unspoken rules, prices to pay
loans, usury,
slavery.
Sign your name in blood,
pledge your allegiance now,
Enjoy. Drink a Coke or five.
And please remember:
keep you hands and feet within the vehicle at all times,
and that
your insurance policy does not cover suicide.
(To be continued…)
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Pressure comes in myriad forms.
You don’t truly realize mine,
I don’t yours.
Regardless, in its grip we suffer:
Battered, bruised, traumatized.
Pressurized!
Something’s got to give.
…
Under pressure, I resign,
scatter the pieces off the board!
Enough of half-truths, banalities and exploitation!
*Id* wants to go home.
(I herewith refuse to answer my phone.)
(To be continued…)
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Life sucks and then you die,
perceptive teenager cries,
adult winces.
(To be continued…)
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News and current affairs:
it’s good to be informed, aware,
empowered, they say.
So, I watch, read and listen,
and learn some confusion,
plenty of opinion,
compote of hateful rhetoric.
… I need to tune out! …
Today’s events,
developments and pissing contests.
Tomorrow’s screwed.
This is “The News”.
(To be continued…)
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I’m tired, so fundamentally tired,
disgusted by life in the Fallen World.
Complicated and violated,
exploited constantly,
meaning and purpose get lost.
…
In darkness,
I fall down.
(To be continued…)
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