(truth
does not exist in the form of absolutes
there
is just an individual’s ability to perceive
according
to the senses acquired
by
hereditary genetics
garnered
through evolutionary development
from
a single cell organism)
looking
out at the loneliness of l.a.
sea
of faces erases
the
constituency of a drop
my
companion is a cigarette
the
rain
and
the pill i took to quiet my brain
music
so mellow it makes whale calls
sound
like rock and roll
everyone
else finds the grind
measured
by time
i
do not believe in measurements
the
moment does not even exist
so
i subsist on the alteration of my mind
until
i am tailor made to convey
nothing
matters
i
am found underground
where
no one can unearth me
the
directions are written
in
a language
incomprehensible
to anyone but me
euphoria
is silence
un-saturated
with wordy rejections
accusing
me of wrong doing
but
all these flavors they are brewing
cannot
find the seasoning for recipes
when
i say
there
is no such thing as right or wrong
there
just is
and
then there isn’t
and
that’s all there ever was
without
a because
until
this moment
this
sidewalk
this
cigarette
this
rain
do
not exist
i
take another pill
to
further vacate
the
landscape
of
your understanding
forced
to accept
you
believe the sun never sets
on
your expositions
i
am an imposition
only
because you create
a
cohesiveness that congregates
my
impose
while
all i disclose
is
there is no point to conversation
obliteration
is
the only way you will see
the
scattered atoms
that
really have no molecular structure
just
what you perceive
subatomic
particles
are
in the eye of the beholder
cold
space will be colder
when
all that remains
are
unexcited photons floating
in
the frozen temperature
of
empty space
i
do not wait for things to not matter then
i’m
at the when where nothing matters now
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