Bugolgi Apparatus

  Weltschmerz in Pink   I feel sun on my knees  through a tenth floor window  coughing through anxieties  of a world below  here I am eating écoliers  while the world fights below   I hear the sound of a Wurlitzer  and the voice-over goes:  Will you ever find  the happiness deserved  the love and the money  you thought was yours  tune in tomorrow and see  another exciting  episode of  “Weltschmerz in Pink” I put down the phone  pick up a book  thoughts of another century  crowd out my blues  problems seems similar  solutions worse  that familiar anxiety  rings in its words  “ Will evil be punished  will peace win the day  will the dunces be capped  the drunkards waylaid  tune tomorrow  another nail-biting day on the brink- your favorite addiction  ‘Weltschmerz in Pink’”

  My journey standing still   you get kicked upstairs  forced to care  just to understand  what’s happening  blows come hard and fast  you’re rearranging the past  just to make the violence  make sense  so you pull the millennia back  and there’s still that lack  of common sense and human kindness until you’re forced to conclude  there’s heavy power put against  the desires for what’s best  in the lives of humans