Saturday, September 26, 2009

Disslist

Excitement for the coming time brings me to early wake.
I wish the grand computer took away this cloak of control.
I wish oneness with the universe left me detach whole.
(I can't find peace in being a piece)

Roll over to leave this real world in favor of a fake.
If my final senses were a monster tearing me apart I'd be glad to know they lived.
If my reincarnation were a promotion I'd be glad I died.

A last and permanent sleep would my sadness slake.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Cheer

Sad matters settled
depressions repelled
joybreak warms the wind
lighting scenes
in memories
of smiles and laughter
traded between friends
familiar stories
predictable advice
evening meals together
sure are nice
and they come easy
these simple pleasures
cleaning our homes
of spirits that stifle.

Imaginary people
perform lives like our own
romanticized realities
are an idle day's fantasies
and knowing them
we're happier
to conclude life's good
for their pleasantries
remind us of when
teeth would appear
on family faces
and familiar emotions
soothe the more
often they're here.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Uplifting

When the works of your hands glazed your heart in grime
and most of the time life has lost its' shine
you have matured.

Death is the end of knowledge
yet the beginning of wisdom
for in comprehending the ending
we complete our understanding of a process.

Not to put too fine a point on it
but when the fine details don't look too fine
and the repeated events we're smeared with aren't refined
so we whine while waiting in line to be fined again for trying
there's a prosperity in finishing
for which (with each whistled breath) we're wishing.

Pain tells us something's wrong
and that's better than nothing
despair follows hope
like joy fills a fool.