dawn

When you call someone “powerful”..

What exactly does that mean?

And does it apply to each and every one of these little “souls” things?

Power to affect your world.

Power to change.

Power to move others..

In that sense??

I’m sorry,, I’m really sorry,, I exist in proximity of some pretty unpowerful motherfuckers.

Shallow, narrowminded,,

They can’t all be “powerful”.

Which is fine…

But I have to listen to it.

I have to listen to the way people “feel”, and they’re so fucking stupid, and so fucking hateful and lost..

It drains me.

Fuckin drains..

I know, I know,,,

It’s my problem and my problem alone,,

But,,

You’re calling these people “powerful”.

You are implying that there is an energy.

And value?

I won’t argue with you on value,

Living souls have a right to live and I ain’t fuckin with em..

But powerful??

Over the line.

I am wrong, I am terrible,,,

But you can’t be right about every-fucking-thing.

Those odds are insurmountable.

Impossible…

They can’t all be special..

How long until fresh water is a resource?

Energy?

Food?

My way is bitter, but it’s still right.

Bitter bitter, very hard to swallow, and I’m ashamed sometimes..

But these people,,

Jesus Christ these people,, these masses, these tidal waves of opinion, these aimless souls without a plan..

God dammit..

Fuck your pithy.

Fuck your angle.

Fuck Your rationalizing.

You can’t always be right.

I don’t like listening to you people anymore, there’s nothing in it.

The code is so easy to crack, your game is transparent,

I only hate,,

And I don’t know how to fix it