Month: December 2018

Stuck in
Dreamland

The red pill
Beckons

Do we dare
Take it?

Sometimes
The one
You already have
Is not
Enough

I was a coward today
Because I couldn’t
Follow my master
Into the afterlife

I so badly
Want that
But I
Don’t know
How

It’s time
To stop taking
The blue pill

Home is not
What it used
To be

I don’t know
If I can
Get to you
In time

I should be
Getting out
Of my seat
And taking steps
To accomplish
The next goal
But I feel
Like being
A general
And do
Some thinking
Instead

You finally
Ask me
If I have
Anything to say
But I already
Forgot

A million words
You’ve written to me
Ever since I learned how to read

You tell me that
You love me
You tell me to
Do my best

You still remind me
To eat my vegetables
You make fun of me
Because I still eat fast food

I wish you knew
That when you
Tell me these things
That it feels like
I’m being hit with
A brick each
And every time

The world seems adrift
Without purpose or masters–
Or have we got it
Backwards
By failing to serve
The world
Such that
It is us
Who wander aimlessly?