The Man Pointed His Gun

He said
I lost my religion at 16
and fumbled my philosophy shortly after that
I have done unspeakable things
unspeakable

He said
you know nothing of sadness
or of love
just chemical imbalances
fluids not mixing in your brain
not mixing

He said
I know about lights going from yellow to red
the squealing of the tires
the scraping of the metal
copper smell of life

He said
you only know the heavy lidded night
filled with caffeine and
nicotine whores
bleeding affection
while I am more than that

He said
You were nothing to her
a passing phase
a dream not worth dreaming
she only does what she thinks others want
she only does what she is told
as evident by her choices

He said
the most interesting thing in the world
is how we work as creatures
our tendencies
our predilections

He said
He said
wake now from this
wake now from this
wake now from this