this line

is bent

red apple

he knows what I'm sayin

dancing in the light

a pen draws and writes

look at me and laugh

thisfeelssoweird

and the fuzziness

glad to be here

thinking of the time

we are somewhere else

there are people here, but they have fake lives

a lot of prescribed needs via media face

that's definitely me

faked

we've convinced ourselves of the validity of a reality
we have described

it's so much easier

please earth fill me with music and freedom
make me see the truth
help me sway my anger for blindness and self-deception

give me music and dancing

watch the world fast bird arc in sky


-Lahmadaj

a stomach

fails and entrails



stretched by the big G

down down to the floor

one quack says, cluck

another quack says, gluck gluck

and i say good luck


wish the burn would cease

long bored waiting


how many people really know

how it is to continue

one needs much of nothing

can wait and wait


wonder if my explosion is approaching

will it be old age


ancient sense infinite



she's turning on her machine
twitt
such extravagance
and prestige
glad to slave

a blindfold of silk
and still seeing nothing

-lahmadaj