We are all on drugs/Can I kick it?

everyone I know does drugs
we are all hooked on the bait
slaves to erasing our unique traits
craving sameness
embracing lameness
rushing into the arms of nothingness

and we could care less

nihilists in an age of apathy
seeking release we love to party
those who care cannot see
any way to be. Honestly
so they set their minds free
on L. S. D

we sleepwalk through the day
and take Ambien to sleep at night
addicted to each and every vice
we experiment for work and play
and give kids adderall so they act right
addicted to craving for a slice

we’ve got it good, we’ve got no choice
we’ve chosen to silence our own voice

while the kids rage and waste away
smoking weed and getting wasted all day
what else is there to do in the age of drugs
spread your arms if you really need a hug

a dead eyed smile a.k.a. Lakefront Poetry

Empty skies mirror our empty lies
City lights black out the skies
Stars unseen by my eyes
No one even tries
Everyone dies
No whys
Just haunted, accusing eyes
Asking pardon for a life of lies


Time to write from the heart
the fountain from whence springs the art
I’ve been too caught up in my head
tryin to do right, tryin to make bread
But gotta watch my back and keep my balance
Though all it takes to make me fall is one errant glace
From me to you, you to me, sea to sea
And I’m falling



Why do gulls cry? Did they once sing?
They can fly, grace on a wing
Are they sad today? Crying for the past?
Do they know we are the last?
Or do they remember what used to be
Unspoiled pure, beach and sea
Maybe they just cry to count the hours
Maybe their lives are as sad as ours