To the dynamo of fillip,
Through gurgling gust,
By monstrous mayhem,
Thrusting pontificated rationale,
Mustering meaning through deadened pupils,
And over exposed flesh,
Stroking the ingenious of what remains.
Plunging towards purpose.
Driven by unfailing hope…
Unseen and fondled by sound,
Attached to solace,
Coupled in codependency,
Know your role!
Know your role!
Set forth by unwavering determination,
Self-deteriorating fluctuating intention,
Incarnated again and again.
Rehabilitated in each heartache
Made new by death,
Mentally anguished, distraught, sullen.
Morosely proceeding
Flapping at him at her at you and at me
Innovative mind, gone solo
Unstirred to action or feeling
Fleeting transitory trends
Sardonically shouting of "sissy" and "coward"
Amused by the self loathing
Displayed and broadcasted for countless
Forgeries, fallacies
It's all the same!
All the same!
Contemptuous she may
Exultant she might
Virtues vocally abused
Taunted by many, lost to many.
Each stroke has significance,
Krystle
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