Sunday, October 17, 2021

Invert The Witness

 

the soul as friend, as hungry, as agitated—the money cliffs thoughts, the glory is loyalty, a name adorning the personality.

underground for years, seeing commercial creeping in, like a vengeance against remaining unseen.

more screaming at silence, stressed at survival, watching so closely one melds into observation. the fierce flame, the inner protagonist, flustered over diagnoses.

lofty dreams, in an unlofty baggage, seeing anger split—

 

—blue moons, unclear fines, trying to outthink responses; petrified to care, unfelt while nonchalant, needing motion, movement, we seem to wait on life—

 

—the line in webs the great rain, needing where it sounds unkempt, unfair, indifferent.

dying like it’s an occupation, compelled like an apology,  received with hostility; made to feel unsteady, made to regret a confession, one is filthy!    

PS.

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