The question that usually
Never gets an exact answer
Were you expecting to be where
But never knows when
Tag: prolific nonsense propagator
First Things Last
Remember the first thing
Remember the last
A Linear Cycle
The air plays music
We all learn to to ignore hearing
As we leap from one faith to another
Latching on to it
Until it finds silver
Identifying us
For who we are
With a kiss
Running Late
Time takes
Time
All the time
And you are running late
Watching Noise
Maybe it’s time to regroup
Or re-draw the tribes
As there’s no breaking the echo chambers
Formulaic
Our life’s but an arc
In this world in a cycle
Meant to seek freedom
But always bounded
To repeat
Loop Forward
I was told time is a dimension
And this odd circadian rhythm
Is not what got me woke
I need to stay dreaming
Ransom for Throbbing Pain
Every time my head hurts
It feels like the devil pulling my soul
Away from my body
Like a band-aid
Peeling, unwilling…
Past Bedtime
But you should stay on course
Stick to a routine
That allows you to be a kid
Afforded of a comfortable rest
Letting you drift to uninterrupted dreams
Custom
Duplicitous nightmare
Making the actors question
Certain appropriation
Of verbose
Attempts to dispose
The plaintiff’s unending
Almost attention seeking
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