Everything is Broken and Nothing Works: Updates at Times
Every day, I scatter myself across the feelings of the hundreds
That line my feed, story, and favorite websites.
I sink into their lives and their frustration and their joy.
I dwell between hot deals and breaking news.
And I scroll.
And scroll.
And scroll.
And scroll.
Written in 2017
New Year, New Era
Where in all these stars
Will you plant your soul?
Where will you take nourishment?
Where will you learn to grow?
It’s been too long since I’ve created
Something beautiful.
Money can buy your freedom,
But it can’t buy you satisfaction.
I am not satisfied.
I do not rhyme.
I feel like, I need to open a window,
Grab a couple beers,
Sit down where I can the dirty white of the overcast sky,
And flex my fingers’ spirit across a keyboard.