Day 170 (Shower Stalls & Shopping Malls)


Shower stalls,
And shopping malls,
High school halls,
Mountains tall,
We live to fight,
We live to die.
In constant motion,
Reverbed locomotion.

Are we alive,
Or are we dead.
Is this all bullshit in my head?

Are we ghosts,
Or are we man,
Are we the infrastucture of the damned?

What is hope,
A sign of dope,
Or is this all just in my head?

The stars are still in the sky,
I’m sure they won’t be sleeping tonight,
So why should I?
Why should I die?

Undisclosed,
Supreimposed,
Media mounts a war,
Forget to shut the door,
Let out the air,
Welcome in dispair.
We learn to lie,
We lie to die.
A black hole opening to the sky.

Are we man,
Or are we woman,
Is there even a difference puddin’?

Are we healthy,
Or are we sick,
I guess you would know you selfish prick.

Are we profane,
Or just insane,
I guess this could end just the same.

The stars are still in the sky,
I’m sure they won’t be sleeping tonight,
So why should I?
Why should I die?

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