tempest

gravity ignored, -- truth blasphemed mommy said so. freedom at 18, only to discover it is money that buys the world. money, get it first then say sorry, watch the walk, forget the talk. god is only real when bliss touches, certainly that is the god the masses walk towards. dog a companion, a substitute that can make quite an impact. just shows what the mind is made up of. as for me, i neither care for heaven or hell, when earth is tinged with many parts of me scattered all over you. yes, yes, yes i know you. this doubt, this craving, this lust, this greed, this love, this hate and one surface blending into the flock: to not stand out, to be safe. and we pass each other by, ignoring the tempest of many spirits, wailing, punching, grating, polishing in a prison, trapped, bounded by heart and flesh.