prisoners of a customized world

now now don't fret
they are all alive and well
your friends and families
no one can be harmed

crunch
crunch

don't worry child
you'll never be hungry
and papa keeps the house
at a balmy 78 all year

crunch
crunch

sisters and brothers
we are all a people of the land
living on our knees, in metal clothes
prisoners of a customized world

crunch
crunch

but we all lie down
in the same dirt and duty
for in the end we are naught
but leaves and breeze

introspectare

i bend and i curl 'round the edge of the world
it matches me catches me, begging for pearls
i retreat to the deepest of depths in the sea
for i am the clam with red swirls.

outside find the lies the intolerable shouts
all fighting you crying to keep you in doubt
but pearls from sand weigh more in the hand
than a pile of sand in the mouth.

and a red swirled clam
smiles calmingly when
it's launched up onto the shore
for a red swirled clam
knows no single man
could ever know just what it's worth.

'i know, i know'

and don't, for a second, think that you know what happened
you don't know what happened your imagination sees disney
your mind creates a hollywood ending with credits and outtakes
you can't help it and i don't blame you, nor do i blame hollywood
but don't, for a second, think that you know what happened
all you know is a story

glassyhope

the eyes lived
though they were glassy and lifeless
they lived and they talked to me
they told me their story in a half-second
the eyes lived

i passed them on the street
i stopped and i touched them
i decided they were worthy
i allowed them to enter me
i passed them in a dream
i passed them on the street

i questioned the eyes and they questioned me
they pierced my heart they longed for me
i begged them to hold on to me
they begged me to catch them
but they tumbled into the darkness

i deemed them worthy of my time
i was their final sight
the eyes lived, and hoped, in their last seconds
before he died