bloody smiles

what we could have been
is better
than what we never were

simple dreams sliding down
through time to give space
in this constant fucking
nightmare

a grinding saw
face upturned
screaming
as the blade wrecks
your smile

mouth wide and open
churning bile

let it lift you
through simple sliding dreams
let it guide you
through
simple pleasures

i've carved my smile too

we are grinning
from ear to ear
under the blissful eye
of contrived gods
to ensure our place
on this great floating
wad of dust

and our time is short
because we create holy wars
where we're bound to fight
for convoluted theories
regarding fictional
mythologies
based on our own inability
to look beyond the scope of
reasoning which we were steeped

it would be so much easier
to put away our beliefs
regarding fictional
mythologies,
or at least trade them in
for something substantial,
something we can
pass on to the next
generations
so they can finally put an end
to blowing each other up
for god's love

it is funny to me
that every religion teaches
love in some capacity
yet we are bound to the gun
and the knife
and the never ending war for
greed and
ascension

maybe we should put
childish things aside

maybe we should stop listening
to the lies
and find a little bit of truth
before we destroy
the very ground beneath our feet