start naming your poems!

what begets vision from dream
what begins the journey
what fails and is judged by one so imperfect he would say yes
i will cast the first stone

while the pain and addiction follow your words
as if they were the thing
the coolest thing
the ghosts you make appear
as if they were you
the apparition of deeds
changing form
as if energy never died
and our ignorance forgave the sun for being vain
seeking the earth to reflect its glory
because you are a mirror of the first recorded god

like we have time to care
as god created the greed and the lies and the vapid contradiction that we will live somewhere when you explode

no
we did that ourselves
and we ought to be looking around for that lesson
as i put my stone down to see who you have been
and what you could be

before written language
when men hunted every day or died
with their family

sometimes asking questions is better than having the answers
sometimes
shutting the f**k up is better than opening another beer
sometimes
finishing what you've got and sleeping is better than writing a poem.