Everybody wants to find that line between safety and danger to feign courage…
Tag: prolific nonsense propagator
Most of Life’s Explanations Don’t Make Sense
If now this tiny kismet crash
Serves prelude to a jarring conclusion
In between breaths of how the surface felt
Believably done well
Until the curtains fell
Unraveling the contradiction
Good Grief
As the ones left
Yearns for the one gone
Maybe the stories told
Ease the pain
Of a heart torn
By memento mori’s
Cut/Drag
I did the math
And drawn a conclusion and that
Cut the unhappy drag
Is the best option for all to function
Speeding
Defiant
To this world
And its attempt
To beat me up to compliance
Brackish
I don’t know how long can this bitter sweet
Persist without getting hit
A reality to concede
To have this is to always bleed
As salmons swimming across
To fresh from saline
Against currents
Arm the Youth with Audacity
Executed with
Mild arrogance
And wanton disregard
As a kid with misplaced courage
Churning out
Treading unknown territory with
Rather dangerous results
Enviable
What’s dancing
Naked Power
Maybe, we truly
Are inherently lazy
Or if we let convenience
Take care of responsibility
We’d let it strip part of our humanity
We won’t know the difference
We won’t know any better
Mod con is the sweetest temptation
Easily, let
Drift
Everything looks good in a blur
Everyone is forgivable, far behind…
Heirarchy
He shook my hand
Back in the day when you can do such
He put on his public mask
Smiling at the burden that comes with fame
And I tried to speak
As if we were on the same level
He treated me like we were
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