I walk the sidewalks

The sidewalks walk me

It’s understood; the relationship

As quiet as concrete

 

Like weeds up from under

We seem to have grown out of every crack

Across this small world

In any direction we wish to attack

 

We are a wildfire

We are the breeze

We are the last thing humanity will see

We are the disease

 

We’ve tore it up and built it down

And made damn sure it’s revered

No matter how many senses melt

 

There’s just no end to our intellect

Our justifications

 

With thumbs we’re blessed

With reason we’re dead

With perspective we’re realizing

With understanding we’re only dying

 

God grant us the serenity

To give a royal shit

 

Tomorrow is a moment

We’re ceaselessly making

Remaking peace with

 

After midnight