I cannot relate to my fellow man anymore
The soil they walk on has more in common with me
(Stagnancy molded by foot prints and afterthoughts)
They're too busy worshiping invisible sociopaths
Too caught up in the heroism of poverty genocide
I prefer the poetry of a crimson-stained wrist
Over the delicacy of a three course meal of pills
It will put this garbage heap deep into the ground
To actually be stepped on instead of just feeling that way
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Lost Touch
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Escape in the letters of an alphabet
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They are not random although they hold solitude
Only in the way the selector chooses
Kicking each vein that pulsates with agony
They begin to form the feeling from brain to fingers
Electric ember fire a connection - pain to pain
Feel it burn on the surface of our skin
Penetrating below as it steals our time
Stealing our love, stealing every feeling
Leaving behind a chain link of letters
No longer can break this eternal chain
Put it to rest so the mind can sleep
Awake a new day, only feeling the rain
Washing the horror down an eternal drain
STOP now, look, there is no more pain
Letters that have connected us can forever
Lessen our brains pain, send us a ear
It will hear, and it can heal
lovely
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