Prism

The city stares at me with a fever, teeth loose in its mouth
Entangled in its spit and drunk, they revel in its light
And preach aloud that every effort to remain as we are will limit us

Ghost of gentle form pleading with us
Tell me
Tell me how you cannot feel
Your palms peel like snakes
As our hands drive into wires?

Apotheosis of the nervous dream

Cells burn in the sea of information
Tell me
Tell me how I cannot know what I am?
Progress distracts us from the vitality of the earth
So far from death yet so devoid of life

Neon falls around me
Bending through perpetual rain
Do you remember when we last had day?

Reflections bleach the endless grey
Clouds arrive and forever they remain

I’ve been longing, begging
To see a hand reach out from our dying sky
To hold us and erase us of our godlessness

It’s deafening isn’t it?
The searing of chrome
The endless drone
The amphetamine edge
And the pigs on their thrones
The burning of light from the ocean of screens
But I won’t accept this as our oppressive dream
What makes us human is not dead
I still have hope
I still have hope

Neon falls around me
Bending through perpetual rain
Do you remember when we last had day?