Writing The Man Who Sold the World

[Mitch]

You can't think outside the box
When what you're thinking outside
the box
Is being thought inside the box
And is contemplated in the box

My past is my future,
my future is the past;
they all are the same,
they all are the same
to me.

Still stuck
in this box
still stuck
in this box
And no one, nothing
can pull me out.

I won't let them
I won't let you.

It is useless
it has no bearing
it will only
destroy a part
of me.

We're meant to be in the box
and the box gives us life.

It gives us
life.

I am childilsh;
we are all childish
deep at heart.
Some block it
drain it
strain it
bleed it
all to destroy their heart.

When they don't realize
The heart
that feels
that is not numb
that is not dumbed
and bruised
is the heart
of a child.

Children are such
fools.

When I look at a child
I see their ignorance
and I am jealous.
When I look at a child
and I see their happiness
I am jealous.

And I feel pity
for them
because one day

One day
A hand
will rip
out
their
hearts.
Make them bleed
Make
them
bleed.

The machine.
Will make.
Them.
Bleed.

Their hearts
torn out
Their feelings
numb.
Dumb.

The injury sustained
And the need for
an iron lung
to mend the scar
festering a
new heart.

My past is my future;
my future is my past.
There is no future left
at all.
There was no future
ever left
at all.

The mistakes of the past:
the history
Will repeat itself over
in monotonous mundanes
Will repeat itself over
in ill-gotten gains
Will repeat itself over
Repeat
Itself
Over
Repeat itself over

We are all suffering slaves.

We are all
suffering
slaves.

Suffering slaves
given the promise
of eternal life
in heaven.

There is no heaven
there is no God
there is no heaven
there is no hell

There is no God

Earth is heaven
Heaven is hell
Hell is Earth
Heaven is hell

They turned it
into
a deathground
where
we waste
our
lives
learning
Useless information

We learn
Useless information
When
We'll die
no matter what

There is no reason
to be greater
there is no reason
to be better

What you are
as you are born
is what you are
forever.

Built into
you
is how you
will function.

The world only seeks
to strain it,
shape it more,
and give you death.

I will not die for years and years,
but from this time I've died over and
over and over again.
There were no tears.

What has happened
Will happen
Again
What will happen
Has happened
Again

Humans are
flesh-heavy open-ready bleeding beings
Controlled by their bodies,
the machines.
The fate of chains of fate of being.
Humans are
flesh-covered useless-living foolish beings
Controlled by their bodies,
the machines.

I do not question
who I am
because who I am
is what I am
right now.

I do not question
why things are
because why things are
is because they are.

We all carry crosses
Like Jesus Christ
and these crosses:
bruise us
hurt us
prick us
nail us
rust us
labor us

shoulder, claim us

bleed us
feel us
hold us
learn us
teach us
show us

murder, maim us

And when,
at last,
us cowards
have died
our many deaths
There will be
the last.

They will take
our cross
and nail our hands,
arms, feet, legs
into it
And the blood will flow
more than it ever has.

Everyone is
crucified
before they die.

Jesus
Christ
died
for
nothing.

There is no heaven
There is no hell.
The Earth is hell
The Earth is heaven.

We suffer.
We die.
We live.
We cry.

We wonder.
We question
why.
We eat.
We sigh.
We think.
We buy.

We do.
We see.
We grieve.
We try.

We are.
We go.
We show.

We die.
We still die
despite all we are
all we do.

Intelligence will be
our downfall.

The fools are fools,
but a human is the same
as any other human.

Fools.

So be a world child
form a circle
before we all
go under.

Keep it all alive.
This sucking, eating,
dying land.
This sucking, eating,
dying race of man.

Keep it all alive.
This sucking, eating,
waste of time,
waste of plan.

The sucking, eating,
hoarding, selfish,
intelligent, great,
wonderful, useless,
race of man.

Keep them all alive.

One day they die.
All of them.

Each and every one.

And what was, and is,
will be no more.

I
Every one around
Near
Every one around
Near

But so alone

Every one around
Near
Every one around
Near

But so alone

Every one around
Near
Every one around
Near

But so alone

II
Death was
beautiful
today

Dying
in my arms
was
beautiful
today

I felt you
in there
nestling around
searching for
me

There's
no one in there
it's a he
there's no
me

That's not
me

It is too bad
when I die
I must be
reborn

It is too bad
when I die
I must be
reborn

I'm not here
This isn't happening

I must be
reborn

Then the dying
again
will be beautiful

Phoenix I
The ash
The fires
The smoke,
billowing,
through the sky
the brim of my flesh

I am
a bloody pulp
a fleshly pulp
a sucker for you
to suck

How many licks
to the
center?

How many licks
to the
core?

I don't care anymore

I don't
care
anymore

III
five plus five
gives you
a ten

ten plus ten
gives you
a twenty

a quarter plus
a dime
gives you thirty-
five

one hundred plus
two thousand
gives you
two thousand and
a hundred

but through the numbers,
their logic,
their predictable way,
i cannot add you,
subtract you,
divide you,
multiply you.

i cannot combine you
cannot lessen you
cannot cut you to pieces
cannot make you muliplied

IV
they said
the smallest form
of matter
is the atom

well
you are the smallest
form
of matter

they were wrong
they were all wrong

we're not about
numbers
we don't need
numbers

all we need is instability,
unpredictability,
something warmer

we don't need
numbers

the number of times
i've lived
and the number
of times
i've lied
and the number
of times
it has happened
is insignificant

we don't need
numbers

we do not need facts

we are the numbers
we are the facts
we are not
faceless
we have
faces
we have
faces

we are not
faceless

we are not
faceless

we have
face

[b]The Human Psychology They Will Never Come to See[/b]
I
I gag myself
to see myself
to show myself
that I am myself
as I see myself

I feel myself
to know myself
to be myself
as I want myself

I feel small
I feel small
I see small
I see small

I feel small

I see small

I look at myself
through myself
in myself
to have myself
as I be myself

I kill myself
to bleed myself
to thin myself
to hold myself
as I bruised myself

Oh I feel
I feel small
Oh I feel
I see small
Oh I feel
I feel small
Oh I feel
I see small

I feel small
I see small
I feel small
I see small

I see small
in these arms
I feel small
in these arms
I see small
in these arms

I hold myself
in my arms
I hold my arms
on my back
in my arms
I hold myself
cradle myself
to feel
I hold myself
I feel myself
to feel

To feel
I do it to feel
To feel
I do it to feel
To feel to feel
I do it to feel

Hold me
I hold me
Hold me
I hold me
Alone
Hold me
I hold me
Hold me
I hold me
Alone
Hold me
I hold me
Hold me
Alone

Alone
I hold me
to myself
on myself
in myself
around myself
over myself
Alone


This is myself
These are myself
It is myself
All of it is myself
No one can take myself
Steal myself
Be myself
Know myself

I see myself
I am myself
I feel myself

I see myself
I am myself
I feel myself

I feel myself
to touch
the touch
to my fingers

I feel myself
to touch
the touch
to my hands

I feel myself
to touch
the touch
to ease
the feeling
to make the feeling
to create the feeling

I feel myself
to myself
on myself
all over myself
to touch
the feeling
to let it be alive
to myself

I have myself
for myself
I have myself
I have it for me
I have myself
I have it for me

None of it is here
but me
None of it is here
but me

But me
But me
But me

Release me
Please
Release me
Please

Please
Oh please
Release me
for myself
to myself
on myself
around myself
all over myself

Release me

II
Shut your eyes
the lashes closed
Shut your eyes
the lashes closed
the sockets closed
the pupils unexposed

Shut your eyes
the lashes closed
Shut your eyes
the lashes closed

I see with my eyes closed
I see
I see with my eyes closed
I see

How can this be?
How can this be?
I see with my eyes closed
I see
I see with my eyes closed
I see

It is you to me to I to these
It is me to you to them to we
It is I to who to some to these
It is all to nothing to every to we

It is not here not there not about
It is not there not here not about
I pout I cry I spout I bout
I cry I spout I bout I pout
Who are these and those
This and that that is we hold

Who are these this that and those
When eyes are shut and lashes closed
Who are you to me to I to them
When eyes are shut and lashes closed

Exposed
Be exposed
Open wide be exposed
Exposed
Be exposed
open wide be exposed

I see you in that pose
I see you wearing a rose
I see you in that pose
I see you wearing a rose

The heart speaks louder
Than what is seen
The heart bleeds louder
Than what it means
The heart knows better
Than what it breathes
The heart is greater
It is not a machine
It is alive it is a being

The eyes speak louder
Than nothing there is
The eyes blear louder
Than nothing they hear
The eyes see nothing
More than they fear
The eyes are windows
Vantages where we fear
more than when we're near

The eyes see nothing
In the small Earth
see nothing worthwile
to touch so worth
The eyes see nothing
They are flirts
And glean on over
The reality of the world
Making it not twirl
Making it not whirl
Making it mechanical
and sprawl in on
the bodies
and sprawl in on
the assets

For eyes are holes
And holes are meant to be entered
And holes that can see what enters
Should not be holes
And holes should not hold so as they do
They should not glance where they go
Eyes shall blind as and we do not even know

The heart knows better
Than what it breathes
The heart bleeds more
It is not a machine
The eyes give it vision
The heart give it worth
The eyes give it clarity
The heart give it hurt

I close my eyes
To breathe with my heart
I close my eyes
To breathe with my heart

The breathing is a wheeze
It coughs it sneezed
I cannot do this right
I cannot breathe without a fight
I close my eyes
To breathe my heart
And in my throat
I catch it sharp
And my eyes want to see it
And focus the view
But I shall not
See the hurt so true

I stiched a name into my heart
With words which matter
Which have much to say
I stiched a name into my heart
The operation severs the art
It awakens it all and groans here
The blood vessels are what you should fear

The blood vessels are what you should fear
Full of anger anguish here
Full of meaning breathing feeling that sears
The blood vessels are what you should fear
Eyes have nothing, mean nothing
Here

What I see
is more near
The heart that beats
Thuds my ears

III
The android
Is a human machine
The android
Is still human but a machine
The android is human
But still a machine

You seek to tear me, rend me
Bend me to believe
You seek to tend me, fend me
Bend me to believe

You seek to take my heart
as it bleeds.

You will not.

I am an android
I am a human machine
I am an android
I am a human machine.

You will not numb me
You will not dumb me
You will not make mechanical
I will not be a mechanical animal

You seek to take my heart
as it bleeds.
You will not take it
that is me.

You will not take it
that is me.

You will not take it
that is me

I will be an andriod

I will be a human machine.

And in your presence
I will be a machine.

And in her presence
I will be a human being.