state of the union

State of the Union
A bit like the USSR
cracked like the outside of the egg you thought was hard boiled, but
Instead runny messy whites are getting everywhere
No one trusts that their neighbors recycle
No one trusts that politicians and police want to help
I can't trust you
I don't trust me

Walking helps because forward motion is essential
Sitting still to eat, think, breathe is hard
Moving keeps alive the idea that change is good, not here
but there, not now but maybe later.

Later doesn't happen. The INXS song will still be playing but they will,
They will still tear us apart, love will tear us apart, like Joy Division, dark
dark music.

There's light outside this bruised ego, ahead somewhere, but
I just can't find the facility of indifference I cherished when I held the reins
Just months ago. Months? Unbelievable. Relentless, this spring,
It keeps coming, growing, greening, and I keep getting up, moving forward, reacting
to the world as if I was really
here.

I ache and crave valium, lethe, but not alcohol. I crave time. I want a redo. Game off.

Game off.