May 06 2012
Pressure Points
Pressure points
To a serious malaise
Of explosive pro portions
Or anti poor
Sins
Breaking points
To hidden fissures
Hidden beneath the surface
Sir, face
Thins
But body swells
Rushing
Blindly
Stumbling
Forward
Or is it Backward
To some forgotten goal
Was there a goal?
What is the goal?
What is a goal?
Just keep moving
Don’t think
I can
Think I can
React only
Can’t think anyway
Isn’t time
Forward.
Maybe
Progress
Incompleteing now
In competing
For Now
And for none
Orders taken
Arrows fly
Target drawn
The order is what’s important
And the Bullseye
How could you miss?
How, could you miss.
Days fly by
A time lapse videography
With bits of social media
Littering the cutting room floor
Virtually lost among the dust mites and bunnys
of i’s and you’s,
Of phads and tubes
An IOU of more permenance
As long as it’s instant
Instead its insistently
Super
Facial
Brook no dissent
Descend into the
Fissure
Breaking points
To
Pressure points
To
Two
Less one
Is none.
Fixture
Fix your
Face
Share
Your
Surface
Place is
Safe
Search
Your Space
In the Cavity of
Pagination
Site failing
Cite the flaying
Hyper-attentive
Mailings
De press the switch
From tabulations
Off
Aren’t we a little
Deaf and dumb
Social media
So shall mediate
The mediocre
So shall we mediate
The dumb d’dumb dumb
And defy
Our numbed senses
Depressing them into a stuper
Of catatonic blahs
De-press the on switch
Re verse your decent
Hold on truth.
Is it live or is it Memorex
Who really cares?
Monk’s Scream is
Muffled by the ear buds
But I can still hear its echo
Resonating
Reason hating
Re-sending
And sharing
/’plēz/ like
Cries to Heaven
Facebook has me in a Faze
Booked Processed
A phrase book for we are
Sentenced to chat
In a text sure to
Miss the texture
And flavor
flay for the camera
And smile.
Move along, move along
There’s nothing to see here,
If you don’t take the time to look
But wait.
No there isn’t time.
We’re late, we’re late
For What?
Exactly.
Don’t worry,
The roses have all lost there smell
Anyway.
Pressure points
To
Breaking points
To
A
Dead
End.