And this is it this is the way it goes down and its money
and money and money
If I buy this can I still pay for that and if I buy that
will this get paid and its pressure and
It keeps building never lets up never takes its boot off of
your broken back your broken bank and it
Grinds away day to day we toil and traverse and worry about
inanities and our insecurities can only be
Secreted away for so long and it isn’t the end until it’s
the end and we are all here witnessing these
Apocalyptic platitudes as the president dies cuz the
presidency is dead and it’s all there in the book
this long-lost scripture and we read it for guidance for
signs for some vain attempt at alleviation
From all this madness we lift our heads and look to the sky
for a sign and we prey and pray to either the
Above or to the below we pray and it seems like heaven is
now upended and staring back down at us
In suspended belief swathed over us like a cracked glass
ceiling…..and its Satan its Satan and all his
Legions and we pray to the devil we worship carnality division
and excessive materiality that is our god
Made flesh and we pray and we cover our bodies with strange
sigils with symbols and sacred texts from
Above and Below and we prey on our neighbors we erect walls
and we shut out our fellow citizen from
The few remaining vestiges of a civilization on the verge of
total collapse
And Crowley was right he was right do what thou will and
whatnot and we advertise our lives our lies
And the kings rule via status updates to unsocial media platforms
all of us with unlimited information
Yet so ill-informed its info and info and info injecting
your mobile and yet ignorance rains it reigns
Because we are locked in our own constructed echo chambers
and we hear nothing but our own
Voice replayed and relayed across the stratosphere and the
rockets stand readied and waiting to
deliver their payload and payday is always three days away
and the kid needs a coat and the fridge is
on the fritz your bus is late and your boss is waiting and
we run and run and run and we never catch
up to the carrot and it’s the news it’s the news it’s the
news broadcast in perpetuity attack and
attack and death and destruction and it’s even worse than we
thought the timeline has been updated
and the killer struck earlier than initially reported and
the death count is higher than formerly described
and death is the only true sovereign in constant command and
in constant demand to give the masses
their entertainment
funny to think of Bruce Lee now as I sit amongst piling up
reports, spreadsheets and electronic mail
for he was a dragon, level above human
I sit here with sounds filling my ears and reach as far back
in my mind as I can
