Age of Apathy

pulse. tick tick, boom… 

one, one, one, one, go!

Earth has a heartbeat.

nothing but hertz of trouble

in the sound of apathy.

Earth beats in its local bubble

expanding to encompass the tapestry.

floating in an acoustic field, state,

sister kate, sister kate

the refrain, repeats the long frequency.

inertial stellar guidance, find a new direction.

the whole world is a harmless enigma,

stop trying to interpret. 

I won't be reading in your yoga studio,

my key don't fit your door

cause I'm in need of some restraint. 

everything gonna be alright.

running all down your chin,

nature is turning back waterfalls.

waveforms spin in cardinal directions,

slow hand strum of a million years.

two, two, two, two, blow!

oscillating at a base of 7.83, sanctified.

the blue light was my baby, 

and the red light was my mind.

elevator. elevator.

rise up in the dreaming, hazily

beat the beast down with his resonator.

wake the rose of discovery bruise.

droplets bounce in space. 

sound makes water take shape.

a compass in the age of apathy.

in the thrill of hurt, can you lose the blues?