If the picture is so quaint, so are the words that follow
take these birds & swallow, all if it is absurd, tomorrow..
is fun-filled, unreal, captivating depending on one's skill
we should become thrilled, & realize pain is a done deal
signed, sealed, willing to die when wandering time's field
an hourglass, quicksand...only seconds will tell if I'm real
if the fall I feel would cure the hurt that I wield...
I'd kill just to make sure that I live through the hardest times
sharpened knives that make these smiles hard to try
hard to lie...trading souls is something we can bargain by
make art of life, & make haste because I ain't got the time...
nor would I, carry on like theres no more baggage to hold
ravaging homes that keep words heard, but to be seen...
keep captioning close, restless in this actionless pose
I'm not even attracted to hope
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.....laugh....and the world laughs with you
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