fog forever bound by limited imagination

i’m bored

 

yes i’m out here at i don’t know what hour

smoking, drinking

doing all the things you expect from me

 

tried to engage conversation

the periodic table of elements

has expanded

there are the elements that occur

in nature

and there are the added elements

created in labs

designer atoms

created by humans

 

and i want to consider this concept

of atoms created by humans

 

blank

 

i lost them when my mouth

disengaged from a cigarette

exhaled more than smoke

with my breath

and was forced to stray

back onto

the dark streets of decay

where i can’t find anyone to engage

 

and doubt i can find anyone

even in the strongholds of higher education

where repeating the porn of whores

gives the satisfaction of masturbation

 

and everyone gets to use their degrees

to feed the complacency of their mortgage

 

i put it all in storage

leave it locked up

knowing no one will break in

because nothing of value lies within

for the common thief

 

no relief

just drink till the only option

is oblivion

 

incoherent

till an ear is lent

that also contains a mouth

that can make words interesting

 

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