But why must you fight me, the fire inquired.
I just want to dance until I get tired.I love to be fiery. I live to be free.
I’m sure that you know someone else who’s like me.
You’re such a Nice Guy
all the words you say are nice.
You’re such a Nice Guy
all your thoughts are thought twiceThe first thought you had, what first came to your head,
you wanted to say but then you held back instead,
because you thought of the thoughts thought in strangers’ strange heads
An idea virus
is festering inside us
it spreads as it finds us
it splits and divides us
Where does it come from
where does it reside
this spring in our steps
this gleam in our eyes
I looked at all life and found no single case
of a creature alive that can love but not hate.
There’s not a creature alive that can love but not hate!Like a stick with one end
you just can’t make it work
this thing cannot exist
in the whole Universe.
A cantankerous person, in the context of this poem, is someone who is not fond of rules, and has an attitude about it. If you are a cantankerous person, or you know a cantankerous person, this poem is for you.
You tried to run our lives, every minute, every day,
not leaving enough time for socializing play
and, with scientific precision, removing our need to make a decision.So of course we acted out, and we’d have none of that,
asserting early on the personalities we had.
A timely tale about the addictive allure of technology
Deep down we know these screens that glow are not where our lives reside
yet we allow these screens to burrow evermore inside our minds
consuming our attention until they take over our lives.