Screaming at People

I don’t think it’s as bad as it appears,
and it appears bad.
It can’t be
but it could be if we believe it
instead of finding out
for ourselves.

I know what it’s like
to want it to be bad
to want the worst
to want the relief
from responsibility
of every day life
because this everyday life
is not very cool,

you have to work hard
to make it cool.

And really it should be pretty cool
without any help
because it is amazingly cool,
this life
this breath
this perception
this touch
this keyboard
this music
this thought
this life.

But there’s a bunch of us
fucking it up.
I mean really screaming
screaming at the top of our lungs

SCREAMING
at one another.
SCREAMING
at one another.

I scream.
you scream.
We all scream
for icecream.

Except this isn’t that.
this is less fun than ice cream.

So sure
such kinship with our hatred
we are plugged into the matrix
we have not taken either pill
and we want the steak
that doesn’t exist
and it doesn’t matter the injustice
we are not concerned with injustice
we are concerned with

Screaming at people.

That is our concern.

screaming at people.