You’re either shrewd enough to know the answer,
Too dim to give a damn about the question,
A daring dreamer, unafraid to pay the toll of gravity,
Or a delinquent, feasting on fermented fruits of levity.
A vast majority, however, has the gall and nerve,
To stand upon the …

Does your reflection in the mirror seem familiar?
Is this the person you expected to behold?
Confined within a pale and distant childhood memory,
A future you imagined long ago?

Who will be there as few more decades come to pass?
And will their weary gaze remind you of today …

Just a cup o' coffee,
and a flick o' cigarette,
and a pop o' adderall,
and I'm ready, and I'm set.
Stuck between the gears
of this perpetual machine:
work hard, study hard,
keep your grades good,
keep your brain clean.
Then I get fucked up on the weekend,
and …

when time ran out,
where did it go?
why did it run away from me?
it slipped into past without so much as batting an eye,
taking with it the moments and minutes I promised to find.
why did it leave me behind?

The ageless, false dilemma lies contingent on a premise, long forgotten.
The citadel of suffering it spawned rests firmly on a foul foundation, gravely rotten.
Within its walls, the prisoners
Indulge in willful ignorance,
A dull intoxication fills their blissful sleep,
As faceless shepherds feed crude images of neon dreams …

Threading through this life begrudgingly,
Step by step by moment of experience.
As we approach the limit of existence endlessly,
Climbing ever closer to the summit restlessly,
For no good reason, other than to be,
A pattern in the fabric of reality,
Resonating at a frequency eternally,
Reverberating through the …

fresh after spoiling
poisoned self
amassed imaginary wealth
through thorns of roses
thoughts of we
forever damned to never see

to the symmetry beholden
humbled by my primal origin
beholden to the symmetry
I feel humbled
by the fact that
I'm a human

hello,
can you tell me what existence means to you?
what's that one thing in your life that motivates you to keep pushing through?
is it the sudden sense of purpose after sex?
is it your lover's warm, intoxicating presence?
is it the pills or is it the booze?
is …

You see, doctor,
I fear cancer, but I love to smoke.
I fear liver cirrhosis,
But I love to drink until I choke.
I fear losing my life,
But I love wasting it away.
I fear death,
But I dream about it every single day.