simply one

A mass of humanity
A living breathing thing
Not many bodies
Simply one
Each an atom
In a larger organism
That knows nothing
Of its component
Just as most
Know nothing
Of the organism
Or in knowing, despise.
Much as they should
Destruction, degradation
A tale told in a billion voices
Mosaic of a billion faces
Entering the world
Leaving the world
Moments passing through the void
The void of being
And the absence that gives it meaning

Legacy

"Legacy"

Transgressing
Minute by minute
Every hour of the day
In cognitive dissonance
What I believe
How I behave
Hard drawn lines
Smudged grey with compromise
Living, breathing
While shedding reptilian skins
Searching for another fruit
To hasten my decay
Street sounds
Howling desert winds
Machine gun fire
Forms in triplicate
Cigarette butts tossed in styrofoam cups
Gathered in plastic grocery bags
And stacked high before museum doors
Vegetable mutation
Meat suicide
Morphine pumps
Sugar highs
Lollipop sins & whiskey repentance
Birds falling mid-air
Ashamed of their flight
Close the door behind you, dear
It feels dead outside
I left this for you, my chld
A legacy of indifference.,

Dead Already

"Dead Already"

If you knew you would die in your sleep
From the time you woke up one day
What would you worry about?
The loved ones you leave behind?
Every day thousands of lives end
Those connected to their lives go on
Would you regret some omission of word or deed?
When you had a lifetime to bear it...
How vulgar, how profane
To stammer through it now
If you knew you would die today
Would you go to work?
Would you eat a favorite meal?
Would you climb onto the stair master
Would you sit in silent judgment
Of the life you have lived?
Or silent regret for the one you did not?
Would you say goodbye
Or make dozens of phone calls?
Would you just stare greedily
Into the faces of those you love?
If you knew your would die today
Would you pray?
Would you beg for more time?
I don't think so.
If you knew you would die today
You would do much as you do every day.
You would feel the same minor frustrations
That seem to make life unbearable: 
Poor cell phone reception, slow internet
Lovehandles you just can't shed
Those you love so much would walk by
Unnoticed as they so often are
If you knew your would die today
You would live just as selfishly as yesterday
Because you are going to die today
Some today
But don't covet your worries and cares
They were already dea.