Clicking on the cement nails scrape as I motion
Breezeless and
stale marinated between want and need
Letters slip through the cracks
in my gated community
Shell shocked and sullen as prisons, asylums
and death take their feed
All-nighter with exhaustion, your happy
hour’s almost up
Bleed with me comrade beside cesspooled
capital
Talk to me friend as mankind’s sun slowly sets
Dead or
dying amigo no worse can it get
The worse is over all they can do now
is stop the pain
We’ve already made peace with finality and
insanity
Embraced her long lost face beneath the pattering rain
No
hope for the white nation but hope for our species
Class suicide’s
forever hated and chased
No shelter for the homeless nor sleep for
the restless
Self-destruct on the construct equals yourself
erased
Pain in my twisted back eased by the pain in my knees
Pain
in consumer common sense eased by my solitary
Pain is my friend, not
heavy, my brother
The pain in your face I’ve not seen in no
other
Obsessive compulsive the captive counts the bricks
Bipolar
disorder counting up gritted teeth clicks
Manic depressive
jump-roping noose’s knots
Lonely humyn male silently, like beads,
counting the knots
The beauty in the hurricane matched by the logic
of the insane
In the eye of the storm scrubbing windows and storm
drains
I sit righting mental wrongs waving goodbye to the
gone
Anti-imperialism as my struggle, revolution as my song
