Abstract sunrise moves across the range. Sweaty and obese politicians write down laws and watch them grow like maggots on rotting meat. I’ve wrestled with my mind and found out I’m scared to try again. I sit and wait watching the time melt like paint peeling off rundown walls. There is a buzzing in my ears. Monks and Prophets try to tell the bleeding to heal. The sea shore is a welcoming site to the ones who thirst for bitterness and success. Start fire and watch it burn. Blank thoughts and stares. No inspiration spills from these fingerprints anymore. The other day my brother cut me. He doesn’t care. What matters most is popularity and making the grade. His spirit is empty and his mind is dead and incapable of shining light. Wounded Soldiers march across the frozen field behind God’s back. Love is the only medicine that can cure. I watch people forget that all the time. It doesn’t matter we’ll just sit watch the lives burn, turn to ash and blow away with today’s garbage. I want to walk down a dirt road and meet my God and tell him my thoughts. Watch the sky. Feel whole.
Where are you Brothers? Sisters don’t be afraid.
Don’t runaway from love.
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