Damn thoughts putting damn words in the minds of people walking
into my head space. I feel them pounding
vibrations on my skull, pounding
small talk across my back, and making
me think there might be heaven
waiting in the moat. I feel them looking
and seeing someone unrecognizable to myself.
They see me
and they tell me
the things they spit out
but spittle it is nonetheless.
I feel them pounding
vibrations into my skull and making
sounds with their eyes.
They’re telling lies that fade in the consciousness of the day.
The harder I try, the more they think
and smile distantly so as to not be near their apple pie and cable TV.
They’re like hamsters in the cage,
running on their wheel, and sometimes,
I wish I could be just like them.