living the dream
i do not want for much
amidst the harshness of my plenty
and yet my wants have grown as such
into a seething scream that hoarsely
wakes me up at night
with nothing ever as it seems
our living has become
a Malthusian dream-
perhaps greater than their sum
as addends our sleeping lives
make bids for our attention
the silence of inaction in stereo
blasts mindless indecisions-
the best case scenarios
in idealism trump reality
the dream goes like this:
i am swimming in a pool
of my own tears
the salt of which
is drying out my tongue
i try to scream
"i know, i can"
but my voice is weak
my pulse is faint--
lucidly i tell myself
it's going to be okay
i will
live my way
into a different life
in which i'm wise and brave enough
to know, to speak, to act,
to love this teeming world, right now--
but then i fully wake in my warm bed,
my sweet smelling sheets betraying much.
http://www.popsci.com/science/article/2012-04/new-research-tracks-40-year-old-prediction-world-economy-will-collapse-2030
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