them

 


in a world where there's
never
been a short-
fall in walking corpses,
you have to never forget
to fuck them up
by laughing at their attempts at soul-pollution

the living are stronger than
them
of course, so it's not usually too
hard
to do

here the rain so beautiful,
go to see Jim and Debbie and they're good,
and their kids
excited
about everything as
usual

talking too fast,
tumbling out of them

sanity, or something, why name
it if it's cool

a beer later
on

science is alright,
religion has its merits, philosophy is mostly a
bit silly, Nietzsche was interesting

I don't know why myself, but there's
good
and then there's
evil,
the people who should really
stay home and leave the gas on

and a never-ending battle
against
that
it
them

life it bursts with..
this moment and the next

we just
can't
give up,
can't let death win.