*School of Athens*

Politely spit out,
One by one,
All the words.
In a row, they come out.
America has lied,
Says a noble man
Portrayed as mad
On a tube that lacks inner light.
Who do you believe master mind?
The master? Or the mind?
Doubt is 
My favorite brain part.
But I better shut up,
Gotta finish my oatmeal and french fries.
Nothing finishes the little man
Better than this.
No blood, no mess, no camps.
No museum or memorial or special fund. 
A nice quiet genocide.
Where is Plato and Socrates?
When you need them.
Oh, they are like cops,
Only work at the end of the month.
Awww, you really shouldn't have,
Flowers and chocolate,
What a sweetheart without a heart.


Altruism gathers hatred.
The Earth isn't flat.
And animal behavior is a compliment
I rather have.
A mass of hollow matter,
I can't measure or describe,
Moves across the living room
In record time.
It stretches a hand for shaking
But I am not interested. 
This is how I ended up,
On the other side of nothingness,
Unheard. Untouched.
Vomit all over my shirt,
From America's lies.
I don't smell so good
But my mind feels fine.

-gsa