The Freaks

What freaks we are!
always craving what we cannot have
and when we can, we cannot
even enjoy it.
already craving something else!

Devoured by our desires,
burning from the inside out.
leaving empty shells,
unable to fill these voids.
screams echoing the hollow,
inside of us disconnected freaks.

Disconnected from ourselves
we plug our minds into a machine
(sharing our frivolousness with the rest of the world)
have we become a race of freaks?
or just a joke of ourselves,
that we no longer get ?


© steve sniukas