liverspots

you build your life
memories pile
flash at you like photographs
and your day is a mess of directions and time

you build your life
and take the pieces as they fall
from the plate of the strong

all mistakes
all missteps
all reasons

to break your neck
forcing it to look forward
into the rain
sun behind
sunnier the farther away

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marketing
those who plan
and scheme to win
are knowing participants
in their negation
but perpetuate
the corporate dream
of the elimination
of the The Human Element
of randomness
and unpredictability
and true
beautiful
messy
life

atheist

something here can matter
as the natural physical world moves on
something here
can mean something
somehow

colors
sounds
smells
touches
tastes

these are real
this information
is all i have

oh what is the point of any of this
if these things dont matter?