Water and Oil
I've learned not to trust the status quo
While everyone's in fits
Over the latest custom of culture
I'm left curiously colder
Unmoved
I distrust popular movies, popular mindset
Political correctness and preaching
(I can get that in church for free)
I've found through hit and miss
That I prefer the borderline
I'll just keep to the barely legal
Minimum and maximum, thanks-
No axles; or twenty of them
I find profitability graphs a bore
And I'll never have to fear popularity
Maybe in a hundred years I'll realize my error
When that humdrum stuff is still limping along
Under it's own predictable steam
And I'm dead, forgotten dust
I'll be much happier then, as dust-
A fine dust, settled down imperceptibly
On one hit wonders, and unsurprising blitzkriegs
Water and oil can never mix
So go on and surprise me
I'll be waiting.
Thought provoking piece, filled with sentimental passion.
I love your poetic style, as you know by now. Style aside, your poems have a uniqueness that comrs from staying away from cliches and accepted norms: I've learned not to trust the status quo While everyone's in fits Over the latest custom of culture I'm left curiously colder Unmoved The shedding of one's conditioning and 'culture' indeed allows us to see what actually is rather than merely seeing what we've been trained and conditioned to see.