mindset apocalypse

now

i
understand
the culture of religion
and death in kentucky
why everything is a church
a cemetery
a monument company
a florist
a funeral home
they are all trying to
convince themselves it’s okay
while they wait to die
to escape the ennui
because they never lived
i want to see a building and people with aspirations taller than one story
if only npr came in here
maybe the colonel wouldn’t have gone mad
i am rotting inside my own head
my hands seek sharp objects
as my mind screams from somewhere
inside my softened skull
to remember
to live
i have fallen out of time
and am no longer me
lord of the why’s

i am an undeveloped idea

save yourself
she screams
save yourself

i wrote this to live