POEM - Mixed Flight

We were born to catch a good buzz

beneath the unconscious stars,

and contemplate how they

slowly gave rise to thoughtful

imbeciles, such as we are;

forever wishing we could save the world,

but rarely venturing very far

beyond the safety of our headphones

  

We were born to go night-swimming

more often than we cultivate food,

and reduce human suffering by teaching

that happiness matters

By living as loud examples

—eradicating all legal avenues

by which our brethren accumulate

mass amounts of stolen security

from the rest of us—

we’d likely discover that a Utopia

is much more possible than

was initially assumed

We were born to fuck like rabbits,

without the murderous jealousy of monkeys

failing to be checked at the goddamn door

of that insufferable lizard brain

which far too many of us pacify;

a pointless war waged against desire

for the sake of limiting love’s expression

That idiocy is the worst in all of us,

glorified to a grotesque extreme

  

We were born to meet every new breath

like a challenge; one which claims

there’s no excitement left for us

to squeeze from the grip

of this existence

And we should all be drawing in

air enough to clarify

that, motherfucker, you ain’t even

yet to partition a definition

for what juice we’ve left to spill

from the human thrill