Modern Living

I sit and take in the dead

As love rushes through strangers

Invisible as me, sat in the corner

Waiting for it, to end

An hour passed, two words sent

Thank you

I'm so glad they don't see me

It makes me feel

Special

To be the unobserved observer

Taking in, spitting out, uncoordinated

ramble, ramble, shite

I'll sit and sweat, craving smokes

And be contently hidden

Behind such modern living.

Of Jim

He runs as mad as me

He flies higher

Go man, go!

He laughs like a madman

Knowing it, for the hell of it

He thinks on his own, this one

And teaches freedom

The beat priest!

The stoner shaman!

He's got visions

He paints unreality on dying fish

He digs it! He loves it!

He's going places, places that don't exist

He's you, man

He's us, friend

He's IT.

...

This is my life shirt

These are my hello shoes

This is pre-pubescent Latin girls with stolen Chinese baby

This is hunger

This is bad grammar

These are the shakes

This is beer

This is crazy in my eyes

I see future

I see terrified fear in nothing air

This is shit

This is fuck, cunt, curse

This is the great white orb

This is the most open I have ever been

This will never have a name

This will never belong

Anywhere