Profitable Markets

A Poem by Davidgeo

. I think I stole the picture on this one from some lovely lady they call emma something or whatever.

you should live your life how you wanna live it
boldly connecting raw want with absolute happiness
you should try it . . . as an adult
you will see the correaltion quite clearly
if your savvy, i'd even bet that very quickly
you will see it way before you need to
and it'll go something like this
      you are desperately trapped
      and exceptionally tamed
      incentivized to stay
for a living you are rewarded
and given too much to lose
     and for your efforts?
    (there's nowhere to run)

we shoulda been wild beasts
first
(allowed to remember the fleshy impulse in adult years)
     a life in reverse
     living the carnal intellectually
before table manners were learned
before institutional timidness took her hold
we should be carnal without shame
again before we die
                     before hand and remembered
                     to see what we're made of
while we still can remember it

in spite of all that we think of modernity
and comfortable way points
(sigh)
i just wanna know where we came from

so where's your seat now? is it by a number on the concrete?
i bet it is or certainly soon will be
as it always ends up that way if you're lucky
how else would i find the time to wax idiotic about idealized nothings?
(i'm f*****g lucky)
these question's are academic
most existence is academic
(spend your money)
you will find no purpose beyond common consumption or replication

so, you cannot live your life how you really want it
(not even astronauts)
everything's a working piece of something longer lived
(it's called propagation holmes)
but you can lie to yourself
if you really want it

self delusion is a very profitable market
(we are all f*****g astronauts)