they say you are a little shy
but you know what you want
i walk to my room
grab the keys
drive around for a while
until the end of a song
people drinking vodka at the pub
in peace the liver drowns
it is the only way
in balance with
chaos and calm
their tears white
with salt and caffeine
wishing they where happy
wearing microsoft blue
looking for a professional
to ease their pain
in secret devil deals of greed
portraying the sandy dream of life
trees ending their relationship with them forcefully
dogs barking louder for all to listen
to the important message of the game
Weight less radio waves reverberating the soul
with noiseless dreams of kodachrome color
messages of hot of the press bullshit
ready for your consumption
inventing what we lack
fearing deception as fast as destruction
in collapsing realities
who will displace the beads
of confusion in their future
©2008 Jose F. Sosa
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