Hazy Acres

Crumble 

This tiny sliver 

Makes sense 

In the sea of nothing 

Pretending 

It’s everything to everyone 

Buying more 

And more 

And more

Up 

Up 

And away 

Days later

Feelings return 

Puzzled 

You go shopping 

Connecting the loop 

Feeding consumption 

Praising the art of purchasing 

Tucking it behind your religion

Knowing Jesus wants you to buy it 

Giving away your only five dollars 

Walking on Ice 

With Ice 

Documentaries that are worthless 

All an exchange of money 

The same 

We move our little pieces 

Good stewards of plastic 

Stuck in our bubbles

Its cozy 

As long as our walls are tough 

As long as the television turns on 

As long as our pants don’t become too tight 

We are ok scrolling 

This life away 

With a few hellos 

Making sure 

No one sees us 

In the end of it all 

Don’t ever be truly seen

In this place