i’ve been thinking about running again
falling back
full retreat
clear the way
crawling towards primordial ooze
a primitive slime
shedding my evolution
discarding the vestments donned
for that of forgotten fathers
–
i feel emancipated from mother nature
nurtured in the cold embrace of harlowian surrogate appliances
emaciated by societal expectations
gutted by commerce
trading my happiness in the free market of capitalistic ideology
disconnected from myself
fellow man
sustained by an intravenous flow of distraction guised as
information
bathed in static signals which cling and distort
–
i have hardwood dreams of isolation
of fresh water lakes and spacious caves
of nutbearing trees and fruiting shrubs
music of a pleasant breeze and chirping birds
crafting a life in my own image
living
on my own terms