Thursday, June 7, 2012

Fucking Gum



For a long time its been,
Words are not working to my own benefit.
(people outside are shouting, religious people, crazy!)
(Well, this changes the course of my poem now!)
Meaningless stars people point to at night,
And I try to see what they see.
But can I? When it’s not my favorite lie?
Oh, agreed, I’m not doing my work properly!
Not even close to that! Wasting good time!
Yet, does it matter?!
Haha, not to me, that’s for sure!
(What the hell am I listening to in my speakers?!)
(Wait, I’m thirsty)
In times of lost, in times of doubt
A partner is all you have for a shield.
When night falls
Sometimes you do too
That’s when you better go to sleep,
With hope of a peaceful tomorrow,
Instead of eyes tearing poisonous real thoughts.
Fear is good to our humanity,
Fills our lives with illusions that grant us survival.
Corrupted, maybe I should be put off!

My thoughts collide too often,
Monster of my mind changes form
When its special moon rises
Even though it is only a glowing rock.

Mirrors shatter
when I stand to look upon my reflection
to millions of small pieces
and I bathe in them
as they drown in my own blood
the satisfying pain!
At least I can feel!

The zombies of my dreams
The headless corpses that should be dust
Yet, I can kill them all… without fear!
Something is wrong with that spaceship!
And it is too far from home! Roaming in the open empty space!
Crew is fucked up, nervousless,
just drinking their life away
until there are no more basic human needs abroad.
They see the planets pass by,
things they know they should see,
and care not about.
An alien is what their eyes request!
Or anything else not comprehended by human grasp!
And a good partner to share the lies with would be great!
(The taste of gum in my mouth has worn off!)  

Chicken without feathers is not ugly,
It’s just not what my eyes are accustomed to see!
(and it might be funny sometimes!)
Wise laugh at everything to break the irony of life!
(Wise? What in the name of the mother of shapes?!)
Lines die when there is no common language.
(religious people went to sleep, about time!)

Well, I have to work tomorrow, so must sleep,
Then do the things I don’t want to do,
Why? Because there is nothing else for now,
Because I’m afraid to try differently,
Because I don't care enough.
(I should really throw this gum!)
(Alma Mater!)
Jesus say goodbye to everyone now,
Live without me for a while,
Save your own selves alone, you bastards!
Until then let me drink my life away!
(روحو تبعبصو)
Mmm… Taste of BLOOD!

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