you can't

be serious

vale

a lot of sadness
a lot of dying
and pain of loss
there's a sense of doom

but it's spawn of sadness

a hollow sadness
an ache in the heart
pain in the brain
for lost comrades
in shadow now
their
numbers added
on a dark abacus

their bright lights
the energy they carried
it's been handed on to each of us who are left
we carry bright moments
magic of that
and this way we
keep their energy alive
in the world
it becomes part of our life
and those we meet

in this way we are
made rich by others
who pass through
our orbit

eyes wide open

looking!

hope shine

sleep in a black patch
make the hardness
soft
and sing the worst songs
in the best voice
and
tell me another one
i could use a laugh

creation

if it were possible to reinvent one thing
would i reinvent myself
or would i reinvent the world

pixels have feelings too

eyes staring into pixels
pixels boring into eyes
changing my perspective

mind models itself to fit those
bright shiny people in there
in that world of colour and compressed audio
they're made entirely of pixels
pixels that are
chasing other attractively arranged pixels

theyre going to make little people
made entirely of pixels

we can become virtual copies of our insides
our outsides can become reinvented
to match

(insert sound effect here)

invention of no

im looking for me
im here
but im lost
in rhymes
and nonsense

trapped
in the sad lost hopes
of my mothers mothers mother

im looking for real
life
not this pretend one
the one that's painted
on

freed
from the convictions
of times gone by

im just tickling
the surface
peeling away old paint
and clutter

shot through with hope
striving for 100% coverage
and the end of that
pain, that painful pain, the one
that says
no you cant
youre not good enough
youre a fake
youre not clever enough
youre not talented
you didnt get a degree
youre fat
youre shaped all wrong
youre boring
youre old
the one who knows
they're all laughing behind their hand

the one that knows
they're all totally aware of my inadequacies
even more than i am

that pain is a real pain
but it's not real
it's made up.