Bending The Impossible

I’m bending the impossible, something must be done.



Twisting my life’s riddles, I’ve only just begun.



Poking true absurdities at all of natures will.



Repainting life’s destiny to enhance the simple thrill.







Fixing contradictions, applying different rules.



Building new acquaintances, adopting polished tools.



Spinning a new balance, trade in my perspectives.



Restructure tired bonds with option bought directives.







Promise old exceptions, backrooms filled with dreams.



Deceptive consternation replacing silent screams.



Pack my inhibitions, escalate my climb,



analyze my freedom, and pace myself with time.



Michael Charles Messineo

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