Collective Madness
(after a Trent Reznor line)
They pick.
They pick.
They pick.
I cover.
They pick.
I hide.
They pick.
I beg.
They pick.
It bleeds.
They pick.
It deepens.
They bore.
I cry.
They pick.
They pick.
They leave.
It festers.
I pick.
They pick.
They pick.
They leave.
I pick.
You pick.
He picks.
She picks.
They pick.
We pick.
We suffer.
We pause.
We hope?
We pick.
We regret to inform you...
She waits.
She wonders.
She worries.
She cries.
It opens.
She stares.
She smiles.
She looks.
He is...
She sighs.
She takes.
He apologizes.
He leaves.
She waits.
She wonders.
She worries.
She opens.
It rips.
It says:
He sacrificed.
He saved.
He died.
She screams.
They console.
She ignores.
He died.
He served.
He sacrificed.
He saved.
He died.
She cries.
She sobs.
She screams.
He died.
He died.
He died.
She remembers.
He died.
He died.
He died.
She wonders.
She screams.
She realizes.
He died.
He died.
He sleeps.
She visits.
He sleeps.
She cries.
He died.
He died.
He died.
They live
He looks
She sees
He speaks
They order
They eat
He pays
He speaks
She speaks
They listen
He proposes
She accepts
They hold
They gather
They have
They hold
They live
They love
They hold
He kisses
She scratches
They hold
She tests
She grows
They hold
They prepare
They plan
They hold
She winces
She breathes
He holds
She screams
She breathes
He holds
She pushes
She breathes
He holds
She delivers
She breathes
He holds
he cries
he breathes
They hold
he eats
he breathes
They hold
he sleeps
he poops
They hold
he grows
he crawls
They hold
he falls
he hurts
They hold
he walks
he runs
They hold
he rides
he drives
They hold
he grows
He leaves
They hold
No Turning Back
I glanced. He stared.
I smiled. He laughed.
I spoke. He listened.
I fell. He yelled. We fought.
He looked. She smiled. They talked.
I watched. He left. They embraced.
I broke. She laughed. He chased.
I cried. I mended. I survived.
He crawled. He begged. He yearned.
But,
I left
and never returned.