(2014)
Like sweet sea breeze, Against the sails first unfolding. Sheets hard creased, And ballast molding. After untold years,
Give me your tired, Your poor, For huddled masses, Line the mattress, Of a country offering,
A generator, With no outlet, Is a guilt ridden, Fuel sucking, Smog puking,
||: Unattached, Each moment being connected, Burdened, Each moment being heartened, Concerned,
Don’t disconnect, To escape what’s real, Reality shall remain present, So instead connect, And if you face walls,
Now, Forever, Eternity, Whatever...
I spent 16,000 years in pure white… And finally found a way, There’s a hole, At the end of infinity, Just big enough to die through,
Embrace like the wind, Kiss like the rain, Touch like lightning, Thoughts like landslides, Words like fire,
Pulled outward, While drawn inward, Held at the verge, Holding balance, Balance holding me,
Do you believe in god? Do you believe in aliens? Do you believe in yourself? Do you believe in tradition? Do you believe in superstition?
Six sick sheep, Seeking shade, Shorn by sharp sheers, Sweat, steam, Shallow seeping stigmas,
We are nothing but adaptation, Looking through snake eyes. So kick-ass, And drive angry, For those who face off,
Shape end sound, Taste ant texture, Mined make(s)cents, Know knead four Lecture,
Confined, With infinite space, And light, Contained, Within her mind,
When water first flows, It may not find itself to be a riv… But as time passes, And water continues to flow, It will find its path,
