Hey Media

Media media
rock me
and tell me what to care about
because i'm so tired
and all i want to do is sleep inside
the windows i stare at all day long

Hey media
tell me what I’m thinking
and cure this disease
of placid faces
staring blank and pale
back at me

Media media
rock me to sleep
to dream dreams of you
in this world of light
all I want to do is sleep inside
the windows I stare at all day long
tell me what I’m dreaming
who I’m loving
and I’m loving you more
when you tell me to
tell me to love you

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The Times I Want War

there are times i want war
they are times of anger
and furious miscalculation
when my breaths are gasps
grasping to control
the things surrounding me
things that confuse me
things i don't understand
when i'm haunted
by the work of my hands
my enemies are persuing me
with relentless hatred
and piercing accusations
that fester and bloom with ignorance
the blindness seeks to destroy us
and crashes on top of all of us
strangled by its merciless arms
of unfailing blackness
crushed by the overwhelming weight
of hidden lives crammed in corners
built for slaves
secured to kill us all
and blindly i see it
and blindly all i want is war

Invisible Empire

forty hours a week
that pay for one hundred eighty-eight
minus fifty-six hours for sleep
if i plan on being rested
twenty hours i waste in my car
as long as i avoid traffic