waiting for tonight
when the city lights dim yet brighten
the ghastly hearts and the drunken souls
the drugged businesses and the
semen bowls
and the trees may now fall
onto the orange-lit street
where humans with bottles
and humans with syringes
are like rats on the moon
a floating lightweight
and once again
show me what it is like
to live like bacteria
when the dogs have diarrhea
on this shit-filled area
The grassy field is dark at night
lit by clouded moonlight
those in homes saw me weep
came out and watch me weep
yet no light was lit
none will want to see my face
for what am I
but a measly little earthworm?
Born inside the earth
burrowing
changing the landscape of earth
yet what am I
but lunch for the baby birds
fed by the mother bird
after watching the father
with a bullet hole through
its plastic-filled intestines
speak the kindest words
"our children will grow up
to be forever free
yet the only ones who hate us
are the two-legged creatures
who built airplanes
yet cannot fly"
When I open the door
to my bedroom
it's like the same dream
once again
over again
never ending my pain
changing the landscape of earth
yet what am I
but lunch for the baby birds
fed by the mother bird
after watching the father
with a bullet hole through
its plastic-filled intestines
speak the kindest words
"our children will grow up
to be forever free
yet the only ones who hate us
are the two-legged creatures
who built airplanes
yet cannot fly"
When I open the door
to my bedroom
it's like the same dream
once again
over again
never ending my pain
