you were born too broke to pay attention
so it is very sad that you never could tell
what has been happening all of this time
behind the noise of your everyday life
how someone has been mentally sizing you up
for a soft and quite comfortable coffin
ever since you were born unto this world
dead alive
since the very beginning of your time
in front of me and all the rest of us
you've been quite dead for almost every second of it
make no mistake about that
since the very day you were born
(too broke to pay attention)
you've been dead or close to that
with only the chance to briefly know it
like a picture book, or as a fleeting thing
something to struggle for, endlessly
and then forget
repeatedly
each time you do figure things out
you will always deny it
like clockwork
right after,
each and every time
right after. . .
just to make it easier,
easier to wake up
the next time and the next
to the common struggle again
and again
each and every day. . .
like the rest of most of us
grinding away
until the end
holding close whatever we call dear
what tastes to us the most real
(you better hope it starts over)
differently
every time