THE STATUS QUO
This day and age
Of unnoticed change
And outrageous claims
Is coming true
Without regard to
Lil' ol' me or you
The ones that pay the cost
But all is not lost
Only hard to find
This is the world we're in
Failure's the win
Virtue's the sin
The cruel are the kind
It's time
To reclaim our minds
MAKE BELIEVE
Reality is
Maybe turned
Yes or no
At the speed of knowing
Time makes everything
Too late much too soon
Puts past and future
A moment away
Too close but still too far
This now
Is where we stay
To grow
We change
Wax objective
Upon subjective states
Make more of nothing
Than what makes us
More than ourselves
THE BUZZ
Thought curls along neuron coil
Thrall to the wire of self-excited circuit
Current is path of perception flash
Energy is power is burn is light
Sparks in the mind to move at night
Bestowal of motion is exchange
Give and take and shuffle
Potential to charge to meet to fight
To resolve to balance to agree to keep
To lose to strain to share the same
Nothing ventured is nothing gained
Wind whirring thought in orbit strands
Halo motion noose and knot to tie
And pull hard the bindings tight
Choke strangle release and spin
Bruises spill purple the blue and red
Lack of oxygen starves the head
Anything is better than being dead
Let it be to feel to hurt to cut to bleed
To surrender to sleep to dream to feed
To see to taste to let it go to waste
Swirl and tease and please and hate
Dance and cry and drink and spit
Hold and kiss and love every bit
This and that and everything
I is you is we is them is us
Air is life is in-between
Earth is ash is dust is must
Where one plus two is three
Which one of you is me?