for all the life

we see what we want to see
at a traffic light
or by the beach
or cruising eighty miles an hour
down a dusty highway
in the middle of nowhere
with nowhere to go.

and it comes as no surprise
that each comparison
pulls us further and further
from any hope of truth
and each judgement about the world
just another nail
in our future coffin.

you ask what i’m thinking
while the tv drones on about some war
or toxic waste between commercials
for beer and tooth paste
but not in a million years
do i dare share
thoughts which perpetually
pass through this mind of mine.

stray from the track trodden
down by centuries of blind faith
and be labeled —
mercilessly.

but for a sensitive soul
your sensible world
seems more and more senseless
each passing hour
each passing day
and for all the life left in me
i can’t call your sanity sane.