Sunday, May 22, 2011

bright lights.

must be used to smiling for the camera
every detail on display for a world who glances
and then turns their heads
embedded deep inside your own popularity contest
i know her through him and him through her and them through them
don't stop until you know every single one worth knowing
because nirvana must be in the who and what, right?

i'm sad because we live it all like this
driving with our eyes closed and steering with our legs and blasting the music while we think about how the other guy keeps riding our ass
pull yourself out of your car and think about how you're driving
think about the drive instead of riding
most of us just ride, all while bitching about the tailgaters.

i wish flashing my brights was all i had to do to make someone understand.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Come Together.

"Many people are either unwilling or unable to suffer the pain of giving up the outgrown which needs to be forsaken. Consequently they cling, often forever, to their old patterns of thinking and behaving, thus failing to negotiate any crisis, to truly grow up, and to experience the joyful sense of rebirth that accompanies the successful transition into greater maturity."

Ivan & Alyosha "Fathers Be Kind" from Sean Smith on Vimeo.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Too much pride deep inside.
Nobody will ever know your real name.