rhythmically
the mind expounds repeatedly
like a rampage of children
deviously devouring candy
deceitfully like poetry
I owe it to me
a dream believed unconsciously
to formulate words
unbeknownst to thee
I’m free you see
the hypocrisy
of language creationism
segregation and all of its isms
divisions lead to visions
my friend and change
deranged derailments
of systematic obsessions
depression ended
conciousness regained
reclaimed then
and again and again
the sounds of the speech
reach bounds of time
continueum breached
and for a moment I sigh
why we don’t know
if we like it or not
if we want what we got
if we’ll make it or rot
the plot is thin
a tin foil bandage
flanges a broken heart
apart from sadness lies the truth
a sleuth unties a locked box
and sets it out in the rain
all sing the refrain
drain meaning
from longing for belonging
singing in a spring vernacular
it’s spectacular
the birds trill pentameter
chitter-chatter in character
breeze through my hair
I’m there
in still tranquillity
the mind expounds repeatedly
like a rampage of children
deviously devouring candy
deceitfully like poetry
I owe it to me
a dream believed unconsciously
to formulate words
unbeknownst to thee
I’m free you see
the hypocrisy
of language creationism
segregation and all of its isms
divisions lead to visions
my friend and change
deranged derailments
of systematic obsessions
depression ended
conciousness regained
reclaimed then
and again and again
the sounds of the speech
reach bounds of time
continueum breached
and for a moment I sigh
why we don’t know
if we like it or not
if we want what we got
if we’ll make it or rot
the plot is thin
a tin foil bandage
flanges a broken heart
apart from sadness lies the truth
a sleuth unties a locked box
and sets it out in the rain
all sing the refrain
drain meaning
from longing for belonging
singing in a spring vernacular
it’s spectacular
the birds trill pentameter
chitter-chatter in character
breeze through my hair
I’m there
in still tranquillity