breaking down into tiny pieces
  they say altruism doesn't exist
is there nothing good under the sun?
  i feel i've gone mad
and left earth far behind
  where are the people
    i cry
      when did everyone die?
there is no soul
  no laughter no more
smiles
  with analysis
    what is the factor
  of harm?
i read the news
  and it tells me how libertarian i am
    no it's not selfishness
      it's the only theory compatible with human nature
    everything else, surprisingly, is worse
have you seen where the free days went?
  i thought i saw
    some dreams that could take flight
  but a desert is our place
can't remember who i was or how i became
so
gone
(na peur
  je suis peur)
to the long grey insanity
of man
never trust
never turn your back
they don't usually poison
  for
    their interests are job, money, sex
too shortsided to poison are they
  punish the criminals my darling
    inspire fear in your native sons
      everyone needs a safety net
    ten gallon hat and a
can't remember
  where am i?
god says he's nonexistent
say hello for me
the future is empty
  kids playing in empty solar systems
    of nothing because
it increases consumption
  as does divorce
please please yourself
  who are these people?
    i don't know
where am i
  where can i go?
why do we lie to our kids like this
  fill their heads with disney
    the helpful, the friendly
      even young i could tell it was a joke
    but why so far from the truth?
why claim altruism is good
  if it only harms the giver
    and benefits none
      in another world maybe it
    might help, but not here
  don't you know how to play the game mr.
    or are you being smart
      get back on your bed
    don't move in your cell
punish
  recreate
    discipline
  procreate
    laughter
      females
    backstab
  emptying
    men
      of
    money
  that
    no
      one
    cares
  about
    but
      there's
    nothing
  else.
pleasant
  soundtrack
    helps you forget
  don't you know it's all empty here
    that's what you get counseling for
  practice your buddhist meditation to make
    the silence empty
  no voices torment me
    in my cel is isolation
  there is nothing yea
and nothing is salvation.

 - connelly barnes, 2008-10-07