BRICK HOUSES IN THE SUBURBS

SEPTEMBER 2024

are we destined

to be dust 

built into bricks

row after row

our souls cemented

to the mortgage 

wife and kids

suburban life 

have you made it ?

are you finished ?

are you still

unsatisfied with all

you’d worked for ?

are you happy ?

did you watch 

your dreams dissolve ?

oh well 

you never were content

with what you had

you wanted more

so chased the sky

you had to try

just once

to touch it

feel the thunder

on your skin

when you crashland 

back into life

lived as prescribed 

sights set towards

the next best high

you work to buy

brick after brick

they always fall

out of your hands

returned to dust

alongside dreams

sold for the car

and the TV

watch your desires

on the screen

drive to the office

to the sea

you got the fantasy 

on finance 

life’s a scam 

you once believed