Submissions by casperandsoup

Ants in heat, dogs in lines
Military rule, apocalyptic signs
Poison clouds, moving land
Polluted water, toxic sand
Birds that can't fly, stop lights that blink
We've become so advanced, we can no longer think.
Laser technology, high powered guns
Dark days light by black suns
Garbage cans as kitchens and dumpsters as beds
Life support systems for those who should be dead
Uncapped dirty rigs throughout every park
Try to clean them up, barefoot in the dark.
Mutated bodies with plastic veins of pleasure
Hid in secret places holding priceless...

Do you remember those hours that turned into days
Writing and drawing while Leonard Cohen would play
At a reasonable volume from the corner stereo
Waiting hours to smoke so we all could go
Smoking on the balcony night turned to day
The hardest decisions were which CD's to play
A 3am lesson on playing the fife
No real worries, just living life.
The shadow bats that turned out to be real
And after 3 days how sore we would feel.
Our knuckles, necks, and backs not wanting to move
Working on projects like we had something to prove
The little balls...

He's kneeling in the middle of the sidewalk
Head down, arms hanging at his sides
Passersby ignore him without even a glance.

I cross the street and kneel down in front of him
"help me" he whispers softly without looking up
"It's too late" I quietly tell him.

I slowly lean forward and gently hug him.
He lifts his head and looks me in the eyes
"I'm sorry" he says as he lifts his arms and hugs me back.

I kiss him on his forehead
"I understand, it's OK" I reply
as we slowly fall into the sky.
...

I will try to explain
Though for the words I'm at a loss,
About the cult of people
Who worship a hollow plastic cross.
The cross has a metal point
That inserts into my arm,
Though it makes me feel good
I know it's doing harm.
It injects superficial life
Into my punctured veins,
Making me forget my wounds
Making me forget my pains.

Each shot is a coin toss:
Not a literal flip, a figurative one,
Actually more like Russian roulette
With a fully loaded gun.
Whether you choose heroin
Or if your choice is speed,
We are...