muckraker
remaking rock
to look like a liveable endeavor.
distorting space,
overpopulation eyesores everywhere.
can't find a spot where you
don't see an electrical line
ruining the sunset.
why can't we be like lemmings?
i know plenty of cliffs
to jump off,
and plenty of people
i wouldn't mind seeing
take a tumble...
some need help,
a stone to stumble on,
call it fate,
a word to mumble...yawn.
muckraker's Works
Poetry | 2003-05-23 | "humanity:" |
Poetry | 2003-05-23 | "number fifteen" |
Poetry | 2003-05-23 | Untitled |
Poetry | 2003-05-23 | "constitution" |
Poetry | 2003-05-23 | "just a whim" |
Poetry | 2003-05-24 | ever hear the phrase.... |
Poetry | 2003-05-27 | ... |
Poetry | 2003-06-19 | why's it always gotta have a title, man |
Rant | 2003-06-20 | Conspiracy Theory: number one eight seven. |
Poetry | 2003-07-18 | all the way to coral bay... |
Poetry | 2003-07-18 | a human skull in the room can be a great motivational factor |
Poetry | 2003-09-28 | repellent |
Poetry | 2005-07-06 | "tide down" |