Windows down, smog in, smoke stacks, saw dust
Industry exhaust, airborne progress acrid and tangible filling my lungs
Skyscrapers stand impartial
Daunting speed bumps apathetic as alarm clocks
Giants on a dirty horizon bathed in negative color
Half asleep I swallow spit fermenting thick like gastric oatmeal
Clouds drain
Flowers pissing pollen into the atmosphere
I am unimpressed
I am ungrateful
I am a leech, a parasite
I am a vampire
I am the heart vacuum
Annexing the honest bones from your body
I want to touch everything that isn't mine while neglecting anything that is, tinting the light at the end of the tunnel
Gravity crushed malleable connections flat as the last nails are hammered into the dreamer's coffin
Here lies all things sugar coated
Here lies hope and dreams and all things worthless in a bed of fool's gold
Here sleeps make believe, here sleeps humor, here sleeps irresponsibility
Burning bridges, content with no love lost
Rigid cold and concrete