Crushing pulses of pandemonium pilfer my purposes.
Pathways of reeds rushes and leaves distressed with canned candour cover cracked screens.
Wearing patchwork seems fashionable when colours fill a shape.
What’s a super man without a cape?
I escape. Into waterways washing banks with interest.
Though laundering loveliness is endearing even Bambi died.
Can’t expect a leopard to have a spotless mind.
The carousel of well fayres have finite loops.
They say ride the one that suits you.
I keep tailoring top and tales hoping for a body of work
Sell me for what I’m worth
A magnetic moment ironing flaws as I walk steeled
Tired of staring at my bruises.
I want to heal, I want to feel.
For once this onion can remain unpeeled
Just give me A and B so I can see the road and walk along
Somewhere I belong
Wherever that is.
I’m sick of tripping from this slapstick
I searched my soul so much I asked google to map it.
If I must burn than can it be without sack cloth and ashes?
If I must burn, how come everything I think is fire strikes to take away my matches?
Cashed in passion feels like a coma because I’m strapped into this madness.
Thought there was treasure at the top, all I see is a flat chest
Pawn in this mad chess
There’s no checks, every move is contactless and strafing with strife
Blood drips so much I wonder if I’m cut for this life
Since they let the electric slide, I can’t fight the power.
The death of I in team and time in our, has come.
Let us dance
Let’s dance to algorithms of these coarse decisions
Hold the baby in an unwanted divorce and call him Moses
Fill our faces with roses instead of head stones.
Let him grow in the hope that this shall be lauded.
Give ourselves the life we were afforded