Unequivocal ambivalence
Or certain uncertainty
Whirling around me
Circling my own mind
Quick letters strewn together
An unsettling fotrune teller
The only news I want to read
Will fill me with uncertainty
Instill constantly
The path in front of me
But life is anything but detail
I am as much a creator
As I am a reactor
All the elements
Life throws at me
I can surely not factor
2 to the power of 1
A 2 fold sum
Of the dim lit moon
And a paved path to the sun
Summation of a uniquely
Different point of view
Innovating steps
Taken in front of you
The moment is savored
At first sip
Like a fine wine
Decanter fine glass drip
Through the opening
And into the reservoir
These sips taken
With berry bliss unmistaken
And later off to bed
True that the senses are awakened
Procrastinator once said
It is the morning anew
Where innovation feels dead
The hangover of a loving encounter
Must wake up and rub his head
It is in the small moments
That true doubt creeps in
The despicable little whim
Unable to see the finish line within
I fear these moments
When the moment become lackluster
I can’t phone in a true back buster
Muster up
Look up
You can see it through
If I just continue
Fear will not overcome
Truth, hope, love
Can not come undone
Swat at the sun
Sit and suck your thumb
Hopes of fear
Small minds have
Truly will never overcome
The sense of unity
A deep spring within you and me
Is fundamentally
An idea which
We should all agree
Ideally
However when a evil tragedy
Strikes the innocents
Lacking any true humanity
What are we left with
Other than a hollowed out hope
A useless and frayed rope
I have a belief
That there is more to unite
Than to tear apart
We as humans all share a common heart
Not emotionally
Purely physically
We are born with brains and toes
We all face our challenges of growing old
Not all is lost in humanity
I just saw someone yesterday
Help a lost fellow on the street
Maybe a hope of full unity may fall away
The hands of each other
We somehow share a sense of commonplace
Deep within the human race
On a Monday it seems burned out
Washed up and worn out
The hope runs like a well deep underground
Running full but without a sound
I share this hope
That is the simple humanity of each other
That we are truly bound
Hard to imagine
That my body is not the same
As five years ago
There is no blue print plan
Mentality expands
Trading wisdom for youth
I don’t recognize the latter
In a picture
Or anything for the matter
Music a new pathway sends
Seeing sunsets through revitalized lens
How is it that I can be the same
Not feeling anything the same
Physically all new
Just the name
Is the one part that stays the same
Yet my mind continues on a linear path
For it is a wonderful question to ask
How we can rebirth ourselves
Yet maintain the constant roots
Even when I awake before the dew
It is still me
It is still you
Consume me fast
Consume me wild
Consume me across the miracle mile
Consume the waters
Along the east
Consume the land
For one big feast
Set your table
Pour your wine
Consume the world Devine
Heed no call for retention
In not one conversation
We will mention
That consumption is not the pinnacle
Why on earth
Would we be so cynical
Slaughter the cows and steal the berries
Worry not
The burden future generations now carry
Drill the oil and pull the gold
Wealth only goes to the strong and bold
Capitalize on every detail
Pack the ship
Set the sail
For we worry not of what we do today
We focus only on the day to day
For only a small minority would say
Is not our ground to conquer
The point of life is not the margin
We have more than humanity in common
We share what is now
And what is future
It is our commonplace
Our gathering table
For our generation and those that proceed
So let us be aware of every deed
There is more to life than capital pay
For some will have children
On this earth some day
That cause is greater than or equal to
The sum of us: me and you
Sometimes we just need help
A four letter word
That keeps me from running to far off
On days
Where my pants are dirty
My mind worries
Where the next paycheck is coming
So I find myself running
Not with my feet
Constant thoughts
But then I get some help
It comes in any form
Off the beaten path and more the norm
These small gestures I suggest
Mean more day to day
Take sullen weights off my weary chest
I muse myself that the world can see my needs
Humanity in its entirety
Knows what I need
So I just have to remain steady
Hold on hope
That I can persevere
Through the sleepless nights
And life will return back
Resuming that it will be alright
I have had this car for years
Made it through many laughs
Hard fought tears
Somehow these metal and plastic walls
Have converted into more of a hollowed hall
Celebration of years worked
Half worked
Double time
But when it starts to go south
Off the linear path
It’s hard to decide
When to let go
To let the old vessel
Stroll alone
Down the final road
No more strategy
No more money
It’s the end of the road
When can I decide
These hollowed halls
Have lived through thin truths
Thick lies
But in the end
Life goes on
It’s the memories not the material
That I will take from this world
Don’t wreck the morning
Twill slip away with no warning
Late nights give way to undone time
Lines of sunlight pass through the cracks
Until the high of noon will come to pass
I collaborate with ideas
Giving up has no relation
Manifestation of lazy eyes
Rest and wake
In the morning
Just leased out our place in NYC
The album takes first place
Homelessness ensues
Chaos long overdue
But for the sake of the art we let go
Take control of our creation
Letting go of a constant state of consistency
Not much to envy
High hopes for distinctions unknown
We just let up
And let go
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