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S. S. Trust Issues
Feelings and fake emotions
Flood overboard a captain
Long gone in that ocean where
Twisted seas unite the party's fervor,
I can feel the verbs
But you, you speak nails that drive home
A reckless point abandoned
In lost action on ripped sails,
Tracking the VHS tapes
Is useless on a new generation
As if to say love without sex
Is the new gospel,
A whoosh sound rings eternal
There is a stillness here
In the dark rows
Where minds go missing,
A simple understanding
Lost in routine
Only found when inebriation
Takes the control from you,
Tiny systems we create
Stay consistent with the views
Of scholars who drilled it into us,
You are not you
But the thoughts of thousands before
In an experiment of trial and error
Wow! Incredible! Profound. I
Wow! Incredible! Profound. I found so much of myself here. Just a beaitiful, insightful, telling thought provoking /emptionally challenging write. All the great stuff im into but with artistry too!
Oh the things we do and why we think we do them. Loved it! Hugss and kudos SS.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
This Poem Has Everything
flow, unstoppable emotion, poignant description of solid construct and the air filled idea floating like a gnat through a unified atmosphere. Love to read the sounds and hear the way each word was selected. With you, I say, "...I can feel the verbs..." A re-reader assuredly, a voice so clear and concise, I am refreshed! :D ~allets~