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And I find that kinda funny 

Here’s always rainy 

And I see a man in pain, he

Catches is breath, he’s running

Despite the weather, he’s coming

Towards me, drops drip-dripping

Off his clothes and hair

And I’m barely there.

He looks miserable.

A pinnacle of unfixable rage, invincible

Formidable frustration at this desolation,

Lack of nature, the city the human cager,

To me he’s but a stranger 

Until there is no danger 

And I realize I’m he and he is me

None of us is truly free 

In the sea of struggle

Nothing more than rubble

Covered in dirt and grass

It’s such a mess but I press 

On and on and on and on 

Living in my bubble

Filled with troubles 

of my own making

It’s like baking, except there’s no reward 

And nothing in the world that could record this simple accord

Between me and the unexplored.

I keep walking through the park,

But it's getting kinda dark

Suddently, I hear a bark

The shilluete of a dog appears stark.

It turns slowly, caught in action

I think of making a distraction

To escape this shady situation

But there is no motivation

To fear the dog yet,

Until its eyes pin me dead

Feral, yellow and shiny

He's holding something tiny

Snout drip-dripping in blood

It looks more like a wolf caught in a flood

Fur wet and sticky

Madness in his stare, it's freaky.

The bird dangles limp and lifeless,

The dog is but a hungry skeletal mess

Surving and doing his best

No matter his past.

Loved or stray, there is no distinction

They all end up in the same position

In a whole without contradiction

Hunted to extinction.

It bares its teeth and growls

Warning me and all the owls

To back away or prepare to fight

I turn again towards the light,

Realizing I am he and he is me

Surviving but not living, we

All keep trying

It’s like baking, sometimes not even faking 

Works, the batter’s breaking 

And the cream is spilling but you’re trying 

To hold it together 

“nothing’s gonna get her”

She’s like a feather 

Floating unbound, no tether

Aiming for something greater,

Something better, something out there

A hill, a mountain, a valley,

A cave hidden deep inside earth’s belly 

Her life’s a rally 

Step after step and

Breath after breath 

She keeps moving forward

Like she’s baring her sword

Ready for fighting life or death 

Until there is no end 

Until it’s just dust and sand 

That’s all that remains from the memories that tend to spill over the bend

Things are getting out of hand

But there’s nothing that can mend 

These broken pieces back

Just put them in a sack 

And throw them over the rack

In this bottomless crack.

She keeps moving forward 

Step after step and

Breath after breath 

She’s not scared of death

And I realize I’m she and she is me 

There’s nothing left to do but be

Whatever I’ve always wanted to see

In pictures and movies and the mirror

Now there’s nothing clearer

Now’s the time for me to shine 

Leave this all behind 

Go somewhere they won’t find 

Where the weather’s always sunny 

And I’ll always find it funny.