So It Came (part VIII) (day 3180)

(part VII)

So then began the great shift
Where the governing body
Began to change their tone
From Fear
To security, safety, comfort.
They began to have solutions
To the Fear they had hired
Vaccinations were sold
That were un-tested
And mostly placebo.
Government decided
To begin giving bribes
What they called bail-outs
To failing corporations
Failing companies
Who suffered big losses
In the times of fear.
But the companies were their own
Companies they had shares in
Companies their friends worked at
Companies they were on the payroll of.
All for the Fear in their hearts.

(part IX)

Highway Signs (day 2960)

It pains me that I cannot unleash my soul
And that it sits here, adoring and alive.
It rocks back and forth with comforting movement
Yet lost.
Purple and blue blinking lights
Reminding me of life late at night
That is more or less lost
On a highway road with dull signs
Still too far away to recognize,
So home is yet to become
The place I’m heading for.

Stopping (day 2945)

My leaving held me to a candle
Where I swore but could not be heard
Callused, I learned a mannered derision
Falling slowly while walking
Heart worn and still spending
Danger amidst comfort
Finding I was working like a man
Field and the ploughs
Dark soil in each finger’s nail
And a candle to my brow
With no time for stopping.

Spine (day 2869)

I didn’t want to wait
I told you that
As I waited
My heart knowing
My desires
Would wait
I didn’t want to be apart
For the strings
Binding our hearts
Stretched beyond my comfort
Leaving a pain
Behind my heart
Beside my spine
That waited.

Think-Tank (day 1620)

This is nonderstandable.
Graphically explicit and blurring lines
That have been drawn out so carefully
By think-tank alike-thinkers
To show a way that cannot fail –
Will not fail.
This non-sense blasphemizes our capacity
To grapple hard bits of mal-comfort,
And undercuts the very essence
Of our giant human-kind steps
Towards liberation and freedom
In a unified mission towards love,
Strength, and peace.
So don’t bow down to your sense,
It is understandable.

Think Tank by Ned Tobin

Unfinished Business (day 168)

I remember
I hold
I used to sing late at night
I used to hold memories as if they could comfort me

Now
Now I keep telling myself
Whats been has been
No need to forget just move on
No need to wallow just move on
No need to listen just believe

The pieces that once were
Never were

The pieces that have hit the floor
Were never me

Or Is It? (day 4)

Perhaps this is just a bout;
An uncontrollable, weather related
Matter, which my body will soon
With my comfort in mind
Correct itself of
Leaving me screaming for joy
Like the horrible acting
Of a clean laundry commercial

Or maybe I’m getting a cold..