A post

Words that I am finding too self referential
Trying to break through to grasp a differential
Method or means, the substance of seams
Hold no water dreams dripping on the reams
Praise the prosaic in a mosaic of colluding concluding dirty holy and archaic
Shambling, rambling shifty sided gambling aim to stop the scrambling
Of collectors and defectors to the cult of crass cuttings
Emphasize their muggings and doling out their sluggings
Steal the soul to fill their role of a selfish shoal
Of piranhas chewing faunas not for their maw, it’s just what they saw
They’ll chew it hot or raw, stepping over law, rake it with the claw
Gashes and slashes for their pleasure, just to measure how deep they can pierce
Without being fierce or pouring tears, they stay stoic but play-fighting heroic
Although I never bought it, they sold it to me cackling in glee
While stuffing their coffers with stupid offers of, “save me, save me I’ll pay thee fully”
Their minds have gone woolly, all it takes is the spark, to spur the dark
And catch their head, burn with dread, that being said
Why bother to keep these fools from slaughter?
Well, what if they caught her?
You’d fight and incite the daemons you keep
To stall her sleep, everlasting, regardless of the casting
You’d do all you can to break their bleak plan
And keep her
We are all somebody’s something
And that is one thing
To hold onto
Never let go, submit to undertow
You’d have nothing to show
For your struggle, for ours
For her
Let that spur your person to action
Forget satisfaction, it’s a fraction
Of life,
There are more important things
Than a masturbating knife
Don’t forget why you are
Don’t betray being
Live and so love
Fiercely