Photo flash,
Snap shot,
Jump cut,
Sketchy edges...
Where to go from here…
Claws catch and teeth bite,
Not a Jabberwock in sight…
Who’s to say
What’s wrong or right…
Chains are broken…
The balloon rises
With a whoosh of the gas jet
Heating the contents…
Lighter than air…
The unbearable lightness of being…
A distant memory…
A whisper on the wind…
Constant distractions…
Constant interference…
Snowy television static...
Crackling...
Electric...
White noise nothingness…
Little blue pills
Used to do the job
Until the doc stopped prescribing them…
It’s all in my head,
I suppose…
Daddy’s little helpers…
Unnecessary ego boosters…
Introverted Intuitive Thinking Judging…
Basket after basket dipping into the well
And pulling up sludge
From the depths…
This is supposed to be
The elixir of life…
There is darkness in it…
And there is light…
Good and evil
Are fairly arbitrary
Human inventions…
Back slash,
Hack back,
A witch back in college
Predicted a heart attack…
We make our own destiny…
Nothing is predetermined…
Nothing was meant to be
Any more than
What is…
It is what it is…
There really is no mystery to it…
It is mathematics…
It is arithmetic…
Logistics and planning…
Do not make a move
Without a plan of attack…
Every interaction can be extrapolated
To a fairly predictable conclusion
Given logic and analysis…
Dreamers are self-deceivers…
Pheromones and hormones…
Every crease in the lips,
Or the corners of smiling eyes,
Tells volumes…
Is it for entertainment purposes?
Some bearded man in the sky?
Greek Gods?
Playing us on a chess board…
Nothing we do is of our own choice,
Is it?
Illusion and delusion…
Weakness trying to look strong
While we pick ourselves apart
In the darkness…
Cannibalizing our bodies
And our souls…
Are we good enough?
We all ask this question…
We all have many
Dark nights of the soul…
We beg for pity
While being repulsed by pity…
Not everything has meaning…
Not every coincidence
Is anything more
Than coincidence…
Heavy boots of lead...
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