This is (not) here

This Is (Not) Here

Hanging before a silhouette of
Your quiet road
Are you there
S.t.i.l.l ...
?
;
.
‘

Unless the hidden matrix of human factories
Explodes like a human bomb
The fight
Against artificiality
Makes no meaning

Noise
B\r/e\a/k\s
Silently
The rhythm

Id
Ego
And Superego
Forgot to return from brothel

Do you remember
We had dreamt of losing something
O friend
Before the journey began?


S.t.i.l.l...


This
Is
(Not)
Here

But why should we

We can, But why should we?

One fine morning
We can leave
Our homes
In search of a new home
To die in

We can sing through
Your vocal chords
To stop singing at all

We can blossom
Inside
Deserted caves

We can run away
From our own
Fires of revolt

We surrender before them
And cry for shelter

We can hammer nail
On our foot
For we had have
Enough of walking

We can inject slavery
Inside our mouths
To be hearer
Forever

We can easily lose
One more war
At the cost of a thousand more wars
To be won

We can
We can
We can

But why should we?