human-ness

humans – you just have to wonder what we’re up to these days …

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“He who wants the world to remain the way it is, doesn’t want it to remain.” – Erich Fried

 

human-ness

Part I

you say you didn’t see it coming but

you’re a liar (you have a remarkable history of lying to yourself, there’s no one to match you, I swear)

you just can’t let it go, the immediate high

not even because it’s really all that good (it’s not) but

it’s right in front of you: hot sips of instant coffee from a plastic cup, not good but oh so hot; it warms you up like nothing else (that is, if you ever were to try anything else, of course).

 

you’ve avoided nine dark alleys

convincing yourself you’re better than that (you did it, ace, nine times!)

only to walk into dark alley number ten

convincing yourself that once won’t hurt (or twice or three times or who keeps track of these things anyways, huh?)

 

I’m sorry to say this, but:

you’re weak and you’re a liar.

(Am I being too harsh? Don’t cry!)

Maybe you’re just being

human – but someone has to tell you:

your human-ness is eventually going to kill

you, for good.

 

Part II

just try

quit searching through the trash for

the touch of a hand, the tip of someone else’s tongue to lick your wounds;

times have changed, dear:

these things aren’t found on the street and they don’t grow on trees (sometimes they do, but only on trees budding in glass boxes, hidden away so you’ll never ever find them)

no, these things aren’t handed out freely – people keep them sealed up in their original wrapping: they’re collectors’ items, they’re sold (like everything else)

you only give to get (and why shouldn’t you when everyone else is doing the same thing – don’t be stupid)

oh, how we’ve learnt to keep little secrets (from our neighbors, our lovers, our children, ourselves) like our lives depended on it (and maybe they do) and

you should learn, too

just look what your carelessness has

gotten you into

if you keep running around with an open heart like that

you’ll eventually bleed

to death

 

Soundtrack: Rising Appalachia – Scale down

 

 

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