Wednesday, November 30, 2011

A Series of Seven

Humans are so easily swayed.
Lured by gilded promises of hollow
trinkets, in exchange for
a continued existence vainglory.

Lust is the physical
manifestation of vulnerability
in the feminine divide. Worshiped
crudely he turns her vulgar and ashamed.

Pride is the self-entitlement
of the neighbors home. Tailored
fit, aloof dispositions. Stay
calm while we spit on your culture.

Wrath knows what knife will
cut deepest. What another's blood under
our fingernails, teeth grind to the
gum feels like

Sloth gives too little, to help the soul.
Glutton takes too much, to feed others.

Humans covet
the things we see around us. Envy
is the colonialism that has grown
too powerful because my pockets will
never be empty.

Burnt Out



Derek Hess
You didnt want to die,
But you didnt care to really live either.

Faces in the rain

I tell her,
I want to be like raindrops.

That I don't mind falling,
as long as I am not falling alone.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Procrastination

Oop, hello ground
it’s been a while
you look well
gritty and hard
like I remember

good old ground
we’ve always got on right?
me and you

ground I promise
I never forgot about you
it’s why I thought
we wouldn’t meet again

alas here we are
toe-to-toe
hold on a sec
my heels want to say hello

oop, alright sky
how you been?
I just saw the floor
and I’m sure he’d send
his regards

I guess you two
see each other all
the time though
I wouldn’t know

been looking at
the horizon for ages
it changes you know
but it doesn’t get
any closer

I’ll stay here a minute actually
me and you have got some
catching up to do.

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