Tears drop
To an emotionless sea
Played to the notes of human shiny objects
that draws me…
Wired of ecstasy
Sonar echo’s throughout the dayless nights
Full of endless memories
Orchestrated by every move I make
Every poem I bake
Every depressing stake
Drawn by a virtualistic take
Of my beating hearts drums
Like a ton of notes to a simple song
Built by an energy full of vengeance and deceit
But with love and honor just the same
The Yin and the Yang
Given just enough to bear
To learn not to churn, not to believe in human illusion
Twisted Realities…
That catchy beat played on every kids top 10
Again and again
Drawn as the energy color change
Whether consciously weary or awake
7 layers down
Sleep
Half baked
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