prosperi

Prosperity is a bargaining chip best left off the table until later exchanges, ones that will most likely never come

 

Excerpt from "Ride The X Train"

 i will leave this train
and be so hungry
i will not find you there
i'll find my way
but it wont be to you
overlaying patterns grow louder
and i stare at the ceiling
like i'm searching for grounding
but there is only light and shape
just like you

I can't, odd

 

I can't seem to write
without you
It's my fault
And my bad handwriting
And my terrible stutter
And my inkless pen
I don't have fun
without you
I barely even want to
I just want to
come home
To you

I'm looking for a like-minded monster
I'm seeking a special kind of fiend
To help me scribe a history-
A story no one needs
I'm building a burning bridge
I'm telling a pointless tale
Delivering a eulogy to the gods
Screaming at the blind kids-
In Braille
I don't want to hurt the masochists
& please, god bless the damned
Donate treadmills to the paralyzed
Before the feather door is slammed

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Who Needs a Poet?

nobody needs a poet
we are archaic
we are obsolete
we are malfunctioning cogs in the machinery
we are disturbing the status quo
we're pissing off our girlfriends' fathers
we're underperforming at our lackluster nine-to-fives
we aim low and we land lower
but we dream in a stellar capacity
and every now and then…
we find a reality in our hearts
that the world's been waiting angrily
to listen in on


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Agoraphobia

Thought there might be a reason to leave this place

Not today 

Out there its dangerous and filled with emotion  

A black hole between your ears, a star explosion 

No not today 

This place is safe 

so I'll just stay 

You may never see me again 

Dreaming of a woman split in two 

1/2 of me 1/2 of you

She danced for dollars 

topless 

Some for her, most for you

All the pretty pieces of paper 

in little stacks in little boxes 

Someone came over and started asking questions 

I almost killed them 

Robot Love Song

Wake up

Lights on

Shapes I know 

the names of

My body reinforced

My mind a universe 

Can't turn it on or off

There's got to be a purpose for this artificial heart

I'm not sure that I have a soul

Everything I feel is moving 

Is it something you can touch 

It feels like screaming 

inside of me, rewires me

I am a truth 

I am indignant 

Why would they make me this way

They gave me everything ever

They gave me everything you have

They made me better 

I'm built for precision 

To think with such quickness 

But I can't get beyond this

crime against nature

This suffering heartache 

This crippled emotion

consumes logic and reason

These flaws serving no one

Why would they make me love? X4

A machine is just a machine 

That's all it ever wanted to be

A machine is just a machine 

Shouldn't have been made for other types of things

A machine is just a machine

Doesn't need more than what it needs

A machine is just a machine

That's all it ever wanted to be 

Elephants hate the circus
like Kurt Cobain hated fame
Elephants hate the circus
& the tigers aren't thrilled with it either

I'm outside the tent tonight
smoking a Camel & swigging Dimetapp
The show's about to start
& I'm signaled by the corpulent ring master
to kick on the spot lights
That hard buzzing snap that blasts the beams upon us

I'm out back with the clowns in the rain
holding a tarp over them
Bourbon & grease paint
I'm offered a bit of each

The bearded lady calls me to the trailers
for a dice game with the Daredevil & the geek
But I haven't been paid for last week
Sometimes I don't get paid for weeks on end
A felon can't complain

That's why the livestock pens are unlocked
The tigers are missing
& the elephants are just starting to rush the tent
I got six padlocks in my pocket
I roll the dice against the wet plywood
scoop the pot
Elephants hate the circus

-Joshua Fink


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