this is not an emergency.
2005-10-18 5:17 p.m.
climates,i was born
and i stand by that torment
casting eyes aside
and holding bodies
this isn't what it looks like,
so don't you worry
i've moved so far from real life
that i've lost
motivation
for moving any farther
i know i've said this before,
it's just so hard to stay honest
and i split myself in multiplications
in personalities complaining with different sorts of fervor
and i tell the telephone (when he calls)
that i've moved on
that this is over
only to be met with ultimatums.
if you want to know how it is
that life actually happens
leave your office
take technology as a gentle prospect
yet waiting to be born
and carried softly
tread soft until your feet
are blistered
tip toes only
forget the needs that
you've attributed
to your own body
forget the labels
that kept you awake
all the times you prayed for dreaming
there must be some mistake,
this build up,
i'm writing books about it,
calling it social evolution
without survival to tie
our hands in holy discomfort
we grew wise and needed newer knowledge
created combinations
just to feel our hearts pumping
driving,
think about the stress of situations
not that i,
of all people,
have some solution
i just want you to think about it-
this is not an emergency,
although you've put your back
into making it one
instead,
this is an effort to cast aside
convenience,
to curse god's providence for making life
so godforsakingly
easy.