Author: bassbastard

There comes a time when you will calculate your ability to afford the life you will have to pay to save.

The answer to that equation will render an answer of either death or debt.

Death or Debt is the double D of modern existence.
It is not life
Modern life is scaling back
knowing that you’ve been sold
that if you cannot save yourself, you are at the mercy of a god neither benevolent nor divine.
Once your worth is spent, you are left to curl up and die from the cost of living.

and that is the cost of living. Death. Not the wages of sin as the mind-controlling eunuchs would have us believe. No. The wages of existing are death. Living costs more. There is a formula somewhere in which the value of your continued breathing is outweighed by the cost of letting you expire. And there are entire public political parties dedicated to making sure there is no support for you.

Enjoy your math homework.

Your sins of omission speak louder than the things that you say
The blood of the fallen washes over the fields that you play

Vacuous cultists repeat nonsensical points
Ignoring fountains of shit that flows from the face and annoints

Rattle toy sabres like the cowards I know you to be
You’d shit your depends at the first drop off blood that you see

Let the games begin
Let the coherence leave and sparkle grin
Let the games be played
while life is lost and help is forever delayed

You got yours so fuck everybody living
You’ll be dead soon so there is no point in giving

The suffering of those who come after
can be comforted by the echos of your laughter

The ends never had to be mean
but in a clenched fist there is no room for between

Let the games begin
Let the twilight of your convenience win
Your math was flawed
The clock runs out while your quarter is drawed

In your weakest state
You’ll depend on the used who decide your fate

Decubitus future is creeping
There’s no one to wipe you while your wounds are weeping

surfed on the waves of the great
the tide is withdrawn to expose you for the dead weight

are you game?
You will be game

Lost to the maelstrom
stoned; numb to the pain that could allow growth
joining in the ecstasy
branded with the tribal oath

Chosen ones self proclaim
after giving up the option of choice
melt into the pool
losing your own voice

How many fallen
who could have helped this plane
banked virtue in the invisible
to avoid an imagined pain

strength in numbers with no strength
turning and turning fighting progress
the world just burns away

duties abdicated for profit
surely the fertile view at the source
should make you turn away

See it

shining into the grey that is every day
a glint of something that isn’t background noise
it almost wakes you

it has warmth
it calls and you answer
you feel… pulled

it moves and the cold sets in
so you follow
watching the dance

hear it

a song that breaks
the pink noise
that is in your bones every second

not a low roar but not a scream
middle
safe

the song is unsettling
but sensation is welcome
it is something

sing the song
touch the spark

be not grey

Seeing life through lenses that only the poor children have

Third hand Velcro shoes and can’t even see the better halves

Cardboard tube peanut butter and boxed cheese from the federal truck

The church box blue jeans barely blue and a schoolyard that can’t give a fuck

Watching family through lenses of bitter understanding

Scraping by on second hands and the problem is expanding

No mobility but the home that’s crumbling beneath us

Another day Another fight Another bottle of liquid Jesus

One sentenced to a life of rage for crimes committed without his consent

Another left alone in ridicule but bound for self improvement

A dejected one caught between hate and lies and detachment

Pathological failure to no demise and a purchasable commitment

What will they see looking back this way through lenses made of time

The chaos that made us this way and the choices that seemed sublime

A broken road of promised light and a land that won’t exist

The fearless are all now huddling and the lies all still persist