3.31.2005

Like a mind numbing metronome. Tick Tock Tack. Keeping time for the apocalypse as the world crashes down around. Staring oblivious like a caveman or a lesser ape the likes of which I tried not to be. My primal screams like tourniquetts, just try to stop the bleeding but it's so hard now that its begun. . I claw my way to the top of this barrel of monkeys only to be pulled down because its fairer that way. I don't know wo came up with this genious idea - be it clown, or prophet or just come politicians on the high-horse counting votes so as not to fall off it. I think they thunk a while back, that we were too blind to see. Ignore the man behind the curtain. Can't you tell we're free?? Are you a commie pinko bastard or some kind of terror jockey complete with dynomite personality and style? I think that maybe I could sleep if only I had time to dream, to think, to breathe a breath of air so clean, so clean - like water before this oil slick slip slide to ender's game began. Don't you know or care or dare to think aloud in question? Always questions like you think they'd lie! The truth be told, don't no one know about the things behind the doors of alabaster and gold. The pillars cloaked in night and ivy and hundred dollar deregulation advice seminars. Stop to think who tells who. Stop to think of who decides. Do you know your senator? Does he know your name? Take four times the doctor's dosage and you just may all end up the same. It's lame the way things work like ass backwards on criss-cross dayin a blue jean jacket and some chucks. And every day is criss-cross day as long as my blue-collar means I don't get no bucks, I got no say, things they just may stay this way. Like to recourse to change the gears, the cogs, the springs, the wheels. Like no one seems to know or care or even wonder when and where we got this way like robots, maybe frogs or loyal little puppy dogs. Just wagging at the tail.. this dog's got teeth and throaty growl. Got a grimace and a viscious modern scowl. So sick and tired of being fed the line of hunting evil all the timeand working for the good of common man!!! Fuck the lies and honest eyes and all the lines they feed you in your dreams. To think the way the dolars do, to walk a mile in big brother's shoe, to end the world in regimental style. Apocalypse watcher with a smirk a grin a wink and nod. To go to sleep just for a nap and wake up watching GOD!!!

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