Bubbles

We live in bubbles
All of us
Where everyone else is visible
But the barrier exists
To keep us from caring
We're just spectators
Voyeurs
Carrying on despite
The hell that is brewing in
The minds of others.
I wonder if I just
Laid down in the grass
Right there on the
Perfectly mowed lawn
In broad daylight
People jogging by
If I just
Screamed
Surely people would notice
But part of me believes
That maybe
No
Maybe I'm the only thing real
Maybe I'm the only thing not.

Tomorrow

The house fan
Is pulling
My kush incense
Through this tiny house
It's cool for summer
But it's night
And still humid
I've lost count
Of the beers I've had
While I wonder
What people are thinking
What lives they're living
What is the future even
And how long am I in it
Will I open tomorrow's door
And find more of the same
Crack another beer
Light some more incense
Or will there be
Lovely surprises
Diversions
Secret adventures
And some such
Hopefully also involving
Beer?

Horcrux

Ruin yourself

For the greater good.