Poetry of thoughts : Ramblings, Kozma, 2013-16.

Don't drown your sorrow with scotch, smother it with candy. Cause at the end of the day, diabetes beats cirrhosis Thanks, honey. Who are you? A lynching of reality Does one ever truly experience, or simply observe? Death died God is watching, he just doesn't care People don't change, their masks evolve Our thoughts and emotions are rose-colored spectacles, guarding us from our true self In human understanding, there are no absolutes. Only crystalized relatives. Sold to the dying Earth for seven billion The heart of darkness is illuminated by neon Nirvana is wishful thinking He went out with a crappy one-liner and enough steroids in his system to make a mouse into a rhino And his breath was like gaseous Listerine String out the choruses and orchestras, the poems and epics of my journey. Bring me the orators and spokesmen, the writers and composers. To hell with all of them, I know what I saw. The only thing that really caught my eye in America, and I saw this in New York and Chicago, all kinds of places, were people in 300 dollar shoes, 700 dollar suits, and 2000 dollar watches, walking down the street, talking to themselves. It's the truth even if it didn't happen That's just... Singing! It's not music! It's not art! Ponder thy existence, and you will see the cage Try and get outta life alive "I can see I have your attention" is like "I got your nose", but for adults It has become apparent that as time passes, moral evil is becoming more prominent than the natural kind The valiance of the effort should be gauged in its success rate What good is a radioactive bathtub that can decimate a city if everyone else has it?