Someone made a noise
They didn’t want you to repeat
Or hear by not making it
Loud enough for us
To conceal
What would I ask God
In this moment?
I almost fell completely off the cliff
I want to finish something
No, I want to finish
Everything
Now
Are there really any strangers
Who are we supposed to be
Avoiding?
It’s your turn
I’ve gotten a bit sloppy
Sharing more than usual
Slogging to connect with you
Deeper
At times I didn’t think I would
Make it here with or without
A cigarette or an excuse
Hungry for reality
Starving for a fantasy
End goal make something
Out of yourself time, time
No testing the system
No game playing, baiting, blind
Is there an order to existence
Being, a, uhhh
Where is my concept of being?
The cast would open doors
Happening but as it is now
Work hard to become last
Something for the wrong reasons
Kapow
Responsible heartache
Absent blank status
Rejection is security
Laying it out into a
Quilted unattainable
Devotion
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Poétique 