Green green green

Saying you makes me serene

You idly sit by my footsteps

Watching me eventually forget

Everything I’ve seen

I want my love to bloom as you

And grow everlasting

I want our souls to be entwined

And stay ever

Green green green

Merging around the machine

I have my doubts of our world

In your flesh lies our hope

If we had never been

You would cover everything

Black, silver, white, and grey

Colours dulling us away

Looking at a field of green

Is better than looking at a screen

Green Green Green

My Eyes Are Open

There is something wrong

With me

With this world

Thoughts overcrowd my head like a Bangladesh train ride

Don’t know what to believe

Who to trust

How can I trust myself when everything I know could be false information

Fed to me in a drip

There is too much of everything

Too many people

Too many lies

Brainwashed into the roles designed for us to live happy and fulfilling lives

It’s laughable to think we are close to freedom when whistle blowers are being sent to prison

In prison, snitches are taken care of

I guess our society is a bigger prison and we survive through our ignorance

It’s hard to have control of your life when you never owned it to begin with

There is something wrong

I’m awake at night

Haunted by dreams of eyes that never shut

That watch as I leap from a building that melts to the ground

It’s me

It’s the world

A Poem From The Tiles

(Using some words from a finished scrabble board)

Muting out the rest of the world
Ween from screen to screen
Playing out the given roles
Is the way we do our things

We are plagued by hoaxes
Of empty promising saints
That amaze us with hexes
And bib us with constraints

We never refrain from the same
Settling like ash in an urn
What’s the point when you’re just a digit
In a stew of numbers that turn

Veto our utopia if you must
Mark us as meat to slaughter
We are not just your toys
But the dust in your mortar

The Trip To Downside Up

Over the log and into the rabbit hole
You were suspended in a kaleidoscope
Of delirium and sensual colour
Your fingers wobbled like fractal worms
Neon waves of sound undulated through your ear canals
You were falling but getting closer to the night sky
The stars were tiny fish rippling at the surface
You plunged into the water and the moon dissipated into sand
That glittered like a million flecks of gold
You floated at the bottom for a while
Large rocks whizzed by not noticing your presence
You thought you were a piece of kelp blissfully swaying
Until you felt a painful thrust through your chest
Like the barb of a fishing hook
It dredged you back too quickly
The world mixed together unnaturally
Your eyes were being stretched to the point
Where everything became a long piece of string
Being wound over and over
It got so tight that it snapped
You were back