I Went to the Mall in December

Time is the justice of the peace

Today the time cannot
Be wasted.
It has been tried by
Footsteps in the consumer’s mall
By walking amid food
Untasted.
It has been tried by many
Mouths savoring any delight
Placed before eyes
Eyes fed
With the consumers of time.

Now a radio.
Now a coat
A new pair of shoes
Perfume and a shirt.
Now a statue
Now a mirror
A new anything
To help us not feel.
To help us not know
What is inside.
To make humans forget
What makes them real
Now a bottle
Now a video
Just give me something o complete the soul.

And time will not bow
To our own whims
It will continue
Its steadfast course
Past history
Past present
To future without remorse.
Time will consume
The lives of the few
The lives of he proud
The lives of consumers
Who are feeding
Their eyes
With lies
With their own homemade disguise.

Heath achatz
12.3.04