Everything

"I met him uptown -
He was okay."
So sick of her speaking,
With nothing to say.
So I took a breath,
A fall,
And knocked on the door -
Welcome Back.

It is where it is,
Where...Is...It?
It is what it is,
What...Is...It?
Monotony Examplified,
Mundanity Personified,
Perpetual Emotion -
Pick it up.
A thing called Everything,
Written for you,
A present from Atlas,
A present for you.

Nothing to say?
She's got nothing to say?
Then what of my load?
It grows by the day!
I don't think she saw it -
I think she lied.
How could she see it?
I keep it inside.
And inside it grows,
I'm feeding it now,
It sucks up the moment,
And swells by the hour.

A thing called Everything,
Is too much to bear,
I have to stop it -
I must give it away.

I'll force it away,
There must be a way,
To channel this world,
Unremember Today.
Greed Multiplied,
Masses Stupified,
Perpetual Stagnation -
I picked it up.
And buried it deep -
With a shovel called Hate.
Buried my world,
Deep in her face.
Deal with it now -
Deal with the lies,
Of another's creation,
That logic defies.

I breathe...
A thing called Everything,
Encompassing me,
Has a new home,
We're part of she.