Loganthinks

something else i wrote around the beginning of college... I was mad about something.

i'm too stupid to put anything else up:



Live in prisons.
Absorb the sweat.
Bake in it.
Drink smoke like water
and let it soften your skin
like a friendly old coat.
Slip into it;
shed it less and less
for the harsh light
beyond the window shades.
Drown your mind in
moving pictures;
reclined,
stagnant,
blinking.
Let the world race by on a box
that sings as long as you’ll listen to it.
Fuck your hand
to moving pixels
of red
and blue
and green…
Stop.
Rewind.
And now.
And now that your imagination
is a candyland
of sound bytes,
styrofoam religion,
simplicity,
and still hackneyed, disjointed madness…
now,
piss yourself,
atrophy,
and imagine that you know
that you live in a free country.