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—fading fast

sleep on
the things
that matter

having no cares
about the world
like the otter

this is how he
studies the marshes
and rainforests
unbothered

like too many
diktats leaving
them smothered

that's how i
clean forget
subconscious past

by being in the
present, i have
judged the last

that's how it
always goes
jibed or othered

transcendence

(in our essence)

spirituality

fading fast

Shoestrings (an affected poem)

Are people's

lonesome adventures

depressive masquerades?

In a culture of one's

design; only

'tis Not

Deceit tied them

together like

Shoelace

Solace.

Spiralling down, the world turns sideways;
If only it would stay still I could arrange my thoughts.
Take what you own to pay for your own funeral,
A paralysed catharsis,

Trying to crawl its way into living.

A second hesitation hanging on a trip wire,
The explosion comes before the paranoia.
To fight such weak and juvenile demons,
Is an effort wasted instead of walking way.
Saying sorry for sorry's sake:
The changeling reverting to another seed.