The machine of mind
hums brighter now
I cannot hear its
high-pitched drill.
hums brighter now
I cannot hear its
high-pitched drill.
My prayers are automatic now
- the clock, the keys, the glass.
Our comfort God asks nothing but
to serve It like a woman
And drop the petals of my soul
upon Its black faux-metal
Without a trace of will or
pause of doubt.
- the clock, the keys, the glass.
Our comfort God asks nothing but
to serve It like a woman
And drop the petals of my soul
upon Its black faux-metal
Without a trace of will or
pause of doubt.
I finger news,
thumb-wrestle sports,
push pictures for the weather -
As if I was betrayed by trees and grass
for turning yellow.
thumb-wrestle sports,
push pictures for the weather -
As if I was betrayed by trees and grass
for turning yellow.
The older Gods said "shh" inside
vast honeycombs of texts,
For knowledge was a secret then,
a sacred thing that blessed.
Now all that humans grasp and know
is just one more addictive pull
To keep the wolves away
outside the fire line.
vast honeycombs of texts,
For knowledge was a secret then,
a sacred thing that blessed.
Now all that humans grasp and know
is just one more addictive pull
To keep the wolves away
outside the fire line.
No limit on how
empty all this
striving for the
facts
can be.
empty all this
striving for the
facts
can be.
The truth
- the me that I've abandoned
for fear I'll be abandoned -
is undisturbed.
- the me that I've abandoned
for fear I'll be abandoned -
is undisturbed.