fuck you, social scientists
your hypothesis is that we must be together
my hypothesis is that you are a confounding variable
studying the wishes that are unfulfilled
rather than the lives that are what they are
should i feel a regression from the meanness
of a society that could not give a damn about
things that it couldn’t give a damn about?
i won’t find the answers in a journal
nor in my journal
streams of consciousness flow past each other
intermingling their waters
healthy? probably not outside of an aluminum smelting facility
but alone in the woods
when only the owls are around
to hear the stones swimming downstream
imaginations run aground on the shoals
of explanation
Roman Ryan 