anchor

for the moment the only thing that matters is to put middle of nowhere
with some scenic route blue skies and simmering ocean
in your still breathing life you forgot to carry with caution and love
dream
unless you really don’t give a fuck if your cosmic river suddenly dries up
in a ghetto
that some ass-hole politician called yesterday a paradise
screaming the word through the idiot box inside the four walls
you happen to inhabit for some bank on top of three dimensional food chain
and even thought you try so hard not to watch it or be watched
this primitive channelling works both ways
so why don’t you close your eyes
and turn that thing off in yourself
now
this is a starting point of another shot at freedom