an infinite number of ways it could go wrong

and has

transcribed for the last time

until the next time

until the next time

floating just above the surface now

in reflection i find the water moving

i am teathered to the same place

the surface rises and i begin to drown again

almost out of breath i know it'll fall again

but maybe this time i'll run out of air.

Taunting a pacified beast is no game.  Wading through a pool of calculations, it stirs.  Intriguing  gestures.  With a simple tilt of her head caused by electrons and synapses firing, she brings it to its knees.  Submicroscopic particles, zigzagging their way around.  What is love but chemicals never considered?

today I threw my words away

yesterday I realized I hate open spaces

tomorrow I’ll waste some time

never leave these glowing familiar faces

strap on your groovy snowshoes

prime the detonating fuse

all the greats are dead

but it was fun for a while

or was it a waste of time?

all my heroes have quit

they killed themselves every night

“Drove back to town this mornin’ with workin’ on my mind, I thought I might be quittin’ thought of leavin’ it behind, went back to bed this morning, and as I’m pullin’ down the blinds, yeah the sky was dull and hypothetical and falling one cloud at a time”