Marbleyes

I dread the day when a mechanic needs some eight year degree.
fear is flowing, so it may not be so far away.
just like a fly, caught in a the shining light
banging itself against a laughing glass window.
We’re just trying to escape our massive realizations
over-bearing expectations, our drive to insanity.
or possibly, just complications of the mind
something like conformity, without a spine.
polar opposite reactions like these create the swine
these are the people who will replace us.
They are the one’s we’ll make.
These are the people who will need to go through pre-med
to fix their flat tire.
complications of the mind..
I think we should set the world on fire.

I’ll hold you close.