Self Thought

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2009 Poetry



In the moment of the verse

we numb ourselves

to the influence of the population.

Taking broad strokes of thought

while turning a deaf ear to

the fog covered thinking

of the empire.

Fever boiling in our words

as not to crimp our sensibilities.

The tower of our minds

allowing us to truck our thoughts

through the maze of popular belief.






Author's Notes/Comments: 


Written for a word challenge.

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