eater of dreams

gather the troops
gather the warriors
gather the beggars and thieves
tonight we war.
burn the village to the ground
we sleep on ashes
and thrive on failure
we are the shadows and sounds
disappointment
despair
and
disease.
we shall meet again at sundown
bring your dreams
we are hungry

superman

this time we're grown
responsible
professional
look, no cracks
maybe it's working
leaning on our own understanding
only to fall clumsily.
we already know
that we know better
yet we think we can part seas with our hands.
back to the phone-booth again,
because this cape has proven meaningless.

arm's length

room full of acquaintances
at arm's length
life full of acquaintances
at arm's length
coincidence?
why are we scared of weakness?
too proud to let go
apologies to acquaintances
none of which I really know.

wheel watcher

what do we do to get off of the wheel?
hamsters running in place
following the american dream
unfulfilled
hungry
tired
we patiently wait
but do nothing
expecting
something.
we form shallow relationships
with other empty shells
united in apathy
bonded by distraction.
because we all know that monday morning
brings us back to our wheels again.

Spiral

We spiral like a staircase
Which way are we going
Out of control like we swore we wouldn't.
We try to fill ourselves with death so we
Might feel alive.
Maybe one day we'll apologize.