macro/micro

long term

the world is gonna collapse on

the shoulders & debt will swallow

one alive, if no one picks said

individual off,

for the sake of some grudge buried

deep deep down

but forgotten by the subject at hand,

because of the, well,

debt that will swallow &

all the drama in the present moment,

spawned in the past & destined to

do one in, come the future,

if something doesn’t get

him/her first

&

whilst all that takes a place to sit

in its wicker rocking chair to

linger, right behind the retinas,

in the short term, things just might look

not half bad,

in the short term, there just might be some

smiles arising &

come this micro-satisfaction with life,

the long-term-fucked person is

constantly looking over their shoulder,

constantly worrying…right in the back of

their head,

knowing that one day, like a house of cards

crashing down,

it will be utterly swept up & taken away,

the whole damn enchilada. 

 

pleasure in the micro is all we got,

finding a way to get through the s**t that

piles up in the moment,

pleasure in these hours, waiting for the axe---

and though those in power insist on us having

this mindset, those who do,

are for the most part, not naïve to the fact---

it makes one appreciate what there actually is,

no what there “could be”---

it makes one understand that mortality is the

reality & that

“eternal life” is bullshit---

it makes someone stop buying into the ways we’re

told we’re allowed to dream, it makes one stop

dreaming for what we’re shown that we’re allowed

to dream for & instead

command what we dream, based on

what in the micro makes sense.