the decrease in blindness
brings an invisible angle of life
next to you
mix complacency for failure
and tenderness for one's own weakness
but my future blue ailment
operates building the transposition
between what was and what will be
inoculates caramels and anesthetics
inside feeling and forgetting
he stands alert smiling
sentinel that watches over an ancient world
dodge fast from the warheads that are you
it settles in this conquered space
a primordial contempt for your zero universe
the access route to comfort is there
in the soft volumes that travel in blocks
the shadow is the building itself
reflections are also what give rise to them
I didn't used to be this descriptive
but now any flight touches the parallels
I'm acquiring a tendency to offer resistance
the bats are leaving the cave
there are so many enemies that I didn't know
now they're all here smiling
happily telling me good morning, son
Consciously Catatonic
Over Dosed On Emotional Anesthetics
Pretending It's All Copesthetic
Can Not Be Seen As Pathetic
It's Better This Way
With Nothing To Say
At The End Of Another Peaceful Day
Self Destructive Disorders
Chaos Is Order
Seemingly Older
Growing Colder And Colder
Overlooked And Disregarded
Sinful Secrets Hide How It Started
Tears Are For The Broken Hearted
Swallowing Devastation
Too Late For Salvation
Anxiety And Anticipation
Waiting On Death With No Patients
Simply Suffering In Silence
Spreading Nothing But Kindness
Walking Contradictions And Defiance
WORD OF THE DAY: ETHICS
Science and Engineering have benefitted immensely from PHYSICS
Another major concept that has hastened aeronautics is KINETICS
But science is itself a noble profession with its values and ETHICS
Scientists are neither known for oratory prowess nor PHONETICS
Yet they have produced drugs that are as effective as ANESTHETICS
All these and many more were attained with or without AESTHETICS
© Wole Popoola 2016
I'm driving down the road
got no destination got nowhere to go
i'm just driving with the wind through my hair
i ain't go no worries i'm not going anywhere
i'm just driving
down the country side
just driving down the road enjoying the ride
I'm driving with nothing to fear
i'm looking around and OH! CRAP A DEER!
SMASH!!!!!!!
I wake up
and i can smell gas
i gotta get out and i gotta do it fast
I try to move but I can't feel my thigh
so i just dragging because i don't wanna die
so i get out and sit on the side of the road
there is shrapnel in my leg and i don't know where to go
so i started to limp down the road
and eventually i found someone's home
when i get there they call the paramedics
and when they arrive they give me anesthetics
i wake up in a bed with my parents around me
i'm just thankful that somebody found me!
Four pills line the counter, cold and pasty blue
Something pushed you, something scared you
Life handed you a shovel, told you to dig deep
With all your pills then lay yourself down to sleep
I was screaming for you, I was crying for you
If I wake up in the morning and don’t know what to do..
Fear makes me, am I running out of options
Moving too fast forward, head on collisions
They strapped me in a jacket, you’ve broken me
Who would have thought this is the taste of insanity?
Did they taste good on the way down I wonder?
As the anesthetics took you under?
In the gauze that wraps the morning
The players poise
The ping-pong rackets in stiff applause
Back and forth the humming train
The beating wings on my tender brain
The ball frolicking, bouncing, resounding
In my pain
A gulp anesthetics of air for life
But nothing numbs me now
Only the fear of death remain
And the rope called strife
Dangles on the eye
I cannot climb so high
And why should I
If I go up come down again
These players never cease their contest
Against my wounded rest
And the morning's gauze
Unravels in the lurid hands of day.
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