Submissions by Quandry

when we look
into the stars
and they stare
right back
they’ll see
a culturally
devoid smoke
spewing
cluster of
dissociation
ignorance
and hate
consummate policies
devouring itself
in pointless
trivial struggles
while it bastes
in sin and vice
while inside
terrible, terrible
debt squeals
into unpaid
frenzy fire
of pitiless
cynical
trivial struggles
spewing
ignorance
while inside
screams
in pointless
frenzy fire
‘passion
and change’
ring to the
lethargic...

Time is slipping by
right
now
our culture
expressed through
these words
(and all others before
and after)
will define what
you have done
in this hour
minute
second
in the only
time
you have alive
(as far as
we know)
and the less
time
it takes for
you, not to read,
but to comprehend
understand
integrate this
information
so your daily
routine
mindless slavery
you have done
for years
thousands of
more seconds, or
minutes it takes
to read this
is not looping...

I wish I could write about love
Or the spring air and rippling heels
Of the girls in the pretty dress
Across the dying sunset

I wish I could write about love
And the radiance of a single candle
The warmth it grants our soul
And the power to purge suffering

I wish I could write about love
How the waves slush about the ocean
It’s reclusive, infinite black pit
And how far it drives our emotions

I wish I could write about love
How in the locust swarm of sin
Blackens the sky and swallows the light
And you make it seem as...

Clear and through the concrete woods

Sprawling plague of the land

Culture is a packaged good

Living off of mass demand

And when I shout for help

I hope I’m not the only one

Their ears stuck with squelching felt

There’s simply a picture of the sun



For all these years

I’ve fallen, I’ve tried

When I reach the top

To find the truth

Who would listen to the likes of you?

Everyone should be equal,...