Our Souless Torment

My passion is restless, fickle and free
Our heroes have fallen and flail behind
Scorned companions caught in my debris
Jealosy wretched consuming is aligned
To our social insatiable ids, forever demanding
Boundless egos march onwards
With loins shouting in our networks
Feast on me feed me take me
Limbo is lost and redemption mourns us

Our tragedies are tired
Our required humanity
spoken within hallowed halls plots
to avail us not from merciless fates
Descendent shouts mask our union
We were bred not born
Subdued meanings like mould passively spread
Technology whispers in our sleep,
Hard and edgy, brittle and sharp
Our insolent prodigal child
Conflicted are we over natures gift

Muddy, dirty and decaying
Our prisoned learnings hold us fast
Hail to truths glorious reign
Yet dogs we are, picking bones
Nurture, nature contempt to both
Furtive moments intersect our lot
Mashed and hashed, cracked amd potted
Lament not for freedom
For they have fled, we leave behind
Generations to come shall know our score
And our soulless torment

I didn't Know Love Well

I didn't know love well
Our paths never crossed
We never dated
No smudged kisses
No good nights
Our thoughts were of others
Occasional drunken glances
Lonely last resort chances

I didn't know love well
We were both alone
Common friends and faces
Glasses of wine in places
Shallow exchanges
Hollow and polite
No turning out the light

I didn't know love well
No letters posted
No waiting by the phone
No missing you no missing me
No lingering chemistry
I could see the beauty, the allure
But didn't long for more
All that is left is to pray
For we are strangers to this day