A block is a square out here.
Our houses are in tiny pristine rows.
We want to get married
-One boy, one girl
More? Hah. We might go insane.
Paved highways to the final destination
Minivans for soccer-mom's.
Sports cars for the midlife crisis dad's.
When will we realize imperfection is beautiful?
When will we see the mountains as artwork
instead of inhabitable and expandable?
another dollar in our pocket?
We are a species ruled by others.
Just like us.
But with expensive cars
and stays at cheap motels.
With a plaque of designer clothes
and a path of lost intentions.
Where fifteen minutes of fame
can create your life
and as long as you are crazy?
You are genius.
They have taken over anything
and everything we do as if muddling
our own thoughts with theirs.
They are everywhere.
On the billboards, the television
Even walking down the street.
They believe in one thing.
Every chance at a dollar bill not gained
is as bad as a murdered child.
...Actually...
The publicity on that isn't too bad either.
I've never seen a land uninhabited.
Everything has been taken over
by the greedy and the power hungry.
Even parks are strategically placed
to capatilize on people's beliefs.
National Parks are crawling with men.
If you ask me?
Nature has never seemed natural.
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