These colors don’t run
they rather hide under coats,
than be associated with white flags and countries that we never cared about in the beginning.
Better to just turn your head and look for the next revolution coming your way
Soldiers march into the sunset
not knowing what’s ahead of them, believing that angels are guiding them and
…God will always show up at the last minute.
When the bridges have been burned and Ground Zero stands for United Diversity,
guns and uniforms will be required at all schools.
The internet has given us too much free will
we have become furry vulnerable prey.
Nobody shows any fear,
fight for what they have or want.
Letting the unknown be the dark spot in our lives.
Humanity use to be a verb for art
now it has more to do with destruction
and the hold we keep on ourselves.
The Blind Marks Man, has made his peace.
He enters the room without making a sound and points his finger at your heart.
Truth can only come from darkness he says,
all propaganda are lies.
Follow me into the abyss.
Once you arrive, you will find hope
I felt like I was getting to know her
but I was looking at the lip stick
marks on the filters of her Camel lights
lifting her little pinky
as she drank her Nestcafe
and keeping her eyes opened
whenever she sneezed
a bit of displeasure
and crumbled that paper
into a light golf ball
throwing it in my direction
the check has arrived
she leaves a cheap tip
and walks out the door
I finish my cream cheese bagel
listening to stilettos on sidewalk
She lies on her side
her delicate skin shivers a bit when he rises.
The names don’t matter at this point, only the truthful assumption of what love use to mean to the separate individual’s dream.
When they first met they as were happy as two doped-up writers can be
loud house music, a few blue dolphins; having drinkie numbie fivie.
The high point came,
their two pupils started look like two pennies roasting in the sun,
A strange type of numbness crawls to the back of their tongues.
Small texting evolved into emotional word speaking.
The long conversations actually added up to something.
Never spoken the intentions
Honesty in the end is always the run-away culprit.
No one wants to be
wishing that they still believed in Mom and Dad’s Gods
fucked up artists debating if Shakespeare existed, or
is everything that is ever is truly that sexist.
Look as they go on, already forgot what they were talking about
she snatched her friend’s keys and offers to take him to her house.
He removes his sweater
she removes her smile
he switches off the light
she pops three more Adderall
no made for Lifetime movie
just sex in the neighbor’s Jacuzzi
The unspeakable ten minutes.
Was it just genetics and cool company?
Have a smoke, maybe another pill.
Maybe get a romantic phone number
placed on your roommate’s windowsill.