Welcome to Hollow World

About the monotony of our world and our will to exist.

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Welcome to hollow world
Breaking our bodies down since 1896
It's funny sometimes
That the advent of aging gives meaning
To molecules resting in the folds of space

We bathe our cracked and broken souls
In the presence of one another
All the while
Human speech meets its limit
And we are at a loss for words

Mistakes we make
Would drive off any God
It is the age of industry and information
Yet our lines are as desensitized
As coke snorted on a
     Cool,
     Breezy
     Monday

     Morning

Somewhere on Earth
On a splintered bench in
Eastern China
There is a prostitute
She's been begging for an STD
Since 1986

The years drudge on and on into androgyny
Our mouths and ears grow weary
Of every hateful sentence
This society has ever forged

An explosion of selfish rhetoric
Fragments of each disturbing thought
Shatter through our atmosphere
And puncture our hearts

Yet they continue to beat
And pump
And pump
In the afterglow of a plastic
                digital
                  alibi.

They warn
The next time you sneeze may be the last
Yet we keep on breathing into one another

In the presence of one another

The physics of the cosmos collapse
Into one
     giant
     ecstatic
          emotion.

Some might call it tacky:
Just Live.

If you're not dying, you're dead.

Just Live.