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