The Heartbreak System

 Structures exist to hold hearts
In a state of perpetual breakdown
Wholeness keeps operating arts
That resist the controlled shutdown
While self-sabotaging shame
Is the operational power

To what end is the end game?
The end of hard questions
Framed in churches, schoolyards
Beyond podiums, soapboxes
And office water coolers
The end of new theories
The prevention of new conventions
Anything amounting to progress

Whatever implies imperfection
Even innocent inventions
Anything that stands out
Anything that brings change about
Is the enemy extreme
Requiring counterattack with meme
No one is exempt
From risk of contempt

And so… if you feel different
And attacked or unrecognized as such
Your self confidence might be spent
To love yourself might feel like too much
And so you're in the back yard burying
What you should be proudly carrying

And with it goes that pesky progress
Winning ideas with too much success
And all around annoying happiness
Life makes more sense when the artist is blue
The singer-songwriter is silent
And the poet is in bed instead of writing for you