there goes my light
so as it flickers away
i squeeze in every last scratch
of dead thought
in a tech-tech-technologically erect society
…got a feeling god is an analog experience
but man has created batteries
so now we can project our aspirations
and president assassinations
over and over
until you don’t care about either
but i’m a deep believer in breathing deep
…got a feeling we are the machine
so when our gears squeek
this planet starts going mad
chaos gains control
our hollow earth swallows mars
arrowheads and gun barrels
push through the dirt
marine life boils, goes belly up
from a jealous god
who has sat around long enough
growing comfortable with pain
knowing the parasites
will just keep moving their jaws
aimlessly weaving and eating

a gecko’s escape leaves a twitching tail
that is my hand
dancing a disconnected
waltz throught the stars
leaving a trail of wet ink
to see the footsteps
of spirits
that live in the shade
of adam and atom bomb.

all there is left to do is take care of each other
we pet the snake
every four years
and get bit…
it wants to eat it’s tail
shall we let this entity
which is not native,
a completely invasive species
settle and thrive
it has gotten so large,
we live inside of it,
petting the snake
and eating each other.