Poetic scribbling. |
Pacifists intention verging the synthetic generation scorpions birthed by shame and apprehension trust plunges into depths of drudgery essence of purgatory, social situational irony that the children play lost and lonely virulent discernment or populist opulence so we fill this hole with escapism withdrawal into our selves within our cells the cave of tunnel vision dividing our view strengthening our convictions through this divine providence sensitizing sensory perception to submit our field of view to the judgmental acquisition of contentment Planting in plain scenery in which the children play lost and lonely faces so familiar, priceless comfort more so then silver, or swimming in the firmament vertical through the desert fragrance of fragmented absinthe fracturing conformity inclusive absents she thought it was sorcery so on my tip toes i walk out of the shadows to point out the orwellian swelling that would embarrass the weapon charging in without wisdom false memories acquired attentive to celebrities hero worship living in romantic ideals of fiction disassociation by hysteria, directing potential energy the opiates for the masses create false community with a little voice of shame that passes leaving the children to play lost and lonely |