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What’s the point in saying anything
with so much more to say
than what you’re actually saying
you just kind of don’t think you do anymore
or perhaps you haven’t found the right words
because I could go on all day about it
so don’t lie to me kiddo
I could punch all the mirrors in the world
but it wouldn’t make a difference either way
that’s just a cop out and I’m taking the cuffs off.
These are
obsessive compulsive times
in an even more
obsessive compulsive culture
so it’s no wonder
this obsessive compulsive content
isn’t anything more than
a like, swipe, and vine away
from disappearing.
If you’re not smiling today than good.
You don’t have to smile today.
You don’t have to smile tomorrow,
but you will smile again.
And when you do, I’ll be there
telling you I told you so.
And it’s going to be a great time.
It’s going to be better than before.
In the end
all of our
dumb ideas
eventually become
reality, whether
by our own hand
or another,
the dumb idea
to one
is somehow, always
genius
to another.
like a goldfish in their bowl
you don’t ever get to leave
staying where they keep you
what a pity or relief?
hell I don’t know the difference
between seeing and belief
but that fishbowl you’ve been swimming
looks far too small for me.
so if you’ve thought what I am saying
half a dozen times
your chances of remembering
are just as good as mine.
like a goldfish in their bowl
I don’t ever get to leave
still I keep on swimming circles
headed for the sea.
We’re going to make this better,
for whatever that may mean.
Alone — Separate — Together
Better has many names.
Scott wouldn’t let me leave
he said
where do you have to go?
Stay, have another
we’re your friends you know.
How much cash you got?
That’s it, no more
21 dollars even
and thanks for being here.
two vessels lay
like the dead
watching dust
disappear
off the ceiling fan
Is that a quote or a poem,
a rhyme or a love note?
Half of the time
I don’t really know.
The other half
I really don’t care.
It’s like when you know it
you know it, and when
you don’t, you
show it, in hope
that someone
just
might
be standing too,
back against the wall
just as tired as you
but able to explain
from another point of view.
I
know
they’re right.
I
just
can’t stop.
Not
here,
not now.
Words Of An Average White Male 