the conditional

you know you’ve been duped, when what so easily kills others keeps you alive.

born into a world of lies

under the condition that if one does not

abide,

they are dealt with much in the same way as a

banana is when placed in the blender &

the

“puree” button is

pressed�"

swiftly,

the mechanism is placed within

the cop that resides within the head of

each of us

the panopticon built within the heart

where the vampires sucked out all the blood

instilling religions & governments

obligations, rules, strategies, status quos,

and most of all the belief that

if one works hard enough

unconditional love will come from

somewhere---

some seek it in the sky above

believing choice lies which come from the

pulpit

some seek it in the thought, word & deed of the

suits

who walk with the seemingly instinctive

disgustingly carnal

need to overcome as many as possible with

supposed power---

some pick & choose in the attempt to find

another of the same mold

running round the earth for millennia

trying, failing, trying, failing

swimming from the ship that has crashed

towards another already burning

wondering if there is someone to

save

because the thought is that in the saving

an obligation will arise on behalf of the

almost-drowned---

the conditional aspect of it all is that

unless the barrel of the gun is shoved in the mouth

unless that trigger is pulled

everything

else

is

suspect.