chimera

is there really heaven
in those china whites
how much money
to buy the sky

silent fights
in our battle boxed cars
competing for the roadways
as we do careers
willing to sacrifce so much
just to be one up

the world exists
through a windshield
and i wonder if
we will ever heal
from this exhausted mess

i doubt it

the size of cars
will grow with egos
along with the paralyzed
perceptions of success

narrow minded clowns
going from one
red light to the next
looking for the green
call it civil unrest
each individual
wants to be the best
regardless of the mean

narrow minded clowns
have penetrated every town
the American dream
is just another trophy

what happens to
stand-ins who just play the game
what happens to those who see
fabricated securities are insane

we will be looking at the stars
and feeling the night air
while the others are hypnotized
by the television's enticing glare

it is better to be apathetic
because everything means less,
hurts less
leaving the truth
as you do the pew

filling the folly
with illusive ideologies
choking on the cold hard cash
while thinking about saving your own ass

always improving
nothing is ever good enough

more
more
more
more
bigger
better
faster
longer
harder
smarter
stronger


the weak souls will never be appeased
because the insitutions
have brought them to their knees
this is the true poverty
of the 21st century bourgeois

collecting this and that
for external validation
cluttering the earth
to feel worth
but a greedy mind
can never be satisfied

so the rest of us watch
as the welcome mat is
rolled out for the Rapture

I just have to know when
It is coming
so I can get my hair done
and make sure I have my makeup on