ARTLESSNESS
my lover laughs at my love
all water is grey
i walk in circles like an animal
the stars are just a plus
my friends are liars
i have no hunger
words can say nothing
my eyes cannot close
nothing is nothing
anything is anything
something is something
AND
everything is nothing
we laughed at nothing
until we can't stand up
we synchronized our watches
then crushed them in our eye-sockets
HAVE YOU EVER FELT LIKE YOU GO THREW LIFE DOING EVERYTHING.
ALL FOR NOTHING IN THE END? no point value.
now i understand why businessmen wear fancy suits and drive nice cars.
no two webs are exactly identical, yet
human beings become more & more alike,
as we proceed in straight lines
towards each carefully glistening task,
& we rub our limbs up & down
while our eyes grow ever larger,
& we hum with the intent of our instructions
until we suddenly find ourselves stuck
in mid-transit -
but the more quietly we struggle
the more we call
the patience of the spider.
life is all to overwhelming at times.
work?school?life?
i wish i could write a book.
i'd title it "the art of nothing"
and then read it over and over.
intill i completley knew myself.
i have too many feelings.
and not enough balance.
lets toke intill everythings just a big blur.