10-08-2015, 05:27 AM
Second edited edition-
Lifeless Headspace
I can’t think
Get away everyone
Get away
I am laid down in my tent
Alone deep in the Montana wilderness
Far from any distractions
Order Meaning Life shall now abound
And it starts
The silence is boisterous
A Geico television AD
One of those 15 second ones
It starts out with a bald guy in it and then it surprises you and says
Geico 15 minutes can save you 15 percent or more on car insurance...
Raymond Barone comes home to his family from work
He is a sports column writer in Chicago
He took the long way home
And then his kids run towards him and hug him…
Reminiscing my cousin Mike
I would like to share some of his rum
And listen to him play the guitar
and listen about his girlfriend Kaitlin
He knows me...
The television memories
Have no significance
My aimless mind
Brings about only mere fiction
My cousin and I
In all reality
Are mere acquaintances...
The fierce blankness of the air deludes my mind even more
It is so critical
So relevant
So meaningful
It does not matter
I am dead
Touch me
Hear me
Need me
Come close to me
everyone
Come close
Original poem-
Thought Process
Chatter
Aimlessness
Chatter
Purposelessness
I can’t think
Get away everyone
Get away
I lay down in my tent
Alone in the Montana wilderness
A half days hike from any road
Far from any distractions
Now finally
Order
Meaning
Life
Shall now abound
The silence is boisterous
A Geico television AD
One of those 15 second ones
It starts out with a bald guy in it and then it surprises you and says
Geico 15 minutes can save you 15 percent or more on car insurance
Reminiscing my cousin Mike
And how I miss his company
How I would like to share some of his rum
And listen to him play the guitar
And listen about his girlfriend Kaitlin
He knows me
Raymond Barone comes home from his job
He writes sports columns for the newspaper in Chicago
He took the long way home
And then his kids run toward him and hug him
My aimless mind
Brings about only mere fiction
My cousin and I
In all reality
Are mere acquaintances
The television memories
Have no significance
The fierce blankness of the air
Deludes my mind even more
So critical
So relevant
So meaningful
It does not matter
I am dead
Touch me
Hear me
Need me
Come close to me
Everyone
Come close
Lifeless Headspace
I can’t think
Get away everyone
Get away
I am laid down in my tent
Alone deep in the Montana wilderness
Far from any distractions
Order Meaning Life shall now abound
And it starts
The silence is boisterous
A Geico television AD
One of those 15 second ones
It starts out with a bald guy in it and then it surprises you and says
Geico 15 minutes can save you 15 percent or more on car insurance...
Raymond Barone comes home to his family from work
He is a sports column writer in Chicago
He took the long way home
And then his kids run towards him and hug him…
Reminiscing my cousin Mike
I would like to share some of his rum
And listen to him play the guitar
and listen about his girlfriend Kaitlin
He knows me...
The television memories
Have no significance
My aimless mind
Brings about only mere fiction
My cousin and I
In all reality
Are mere acquaintances...
The fierce blankness of the air deludes my mind even more
It is so critical
So relevant
So meaningful
It does not matter
I am dead
Touch me
Hear me
Need me
Come close to me
everyone
Come close
Original poem-
Thought Process
Chatter
Aimlessness
Chatter
Purposelessness
I can’t think
Get away everyone
Get away
I lay down in my tent
Alone in the Montana wilderness
A half days hike from any road
Far from any distractions
Now finally
Order
Meaning
Life
Shall now abound
The silence is boisterous
A Geico television AD
One of those 15 second ones
It starts out with a bald guy in it and then it surprises you and says
Geico 15 minutes can save you 15 percent or more on car insurance
Reminiscing my cousin Mike
And how I miss his company
How I would like to share some of his rum
And listen to him play the guitar
And listen about his girlfriend Kaitlin
He knows me
Raymond Barone comes home from his job
He writes sports columns for the newspaper in Chicago
He took the long way home
And then his kids run toward him and hug him
My aimless mind
Brings about only mere fiction
My cousin and I
In all reality
Are mere acquaintances
The television memories
Have no significance
The fierce blankness of the air
Deludes my mind even more
So critical
So relevant
So meaningful
It does not matter
I am dead
Touch me
Hear me
Need me
Come close to me
Everyone
Come close