I’m dodgin bullets
in a flurry of fury rainin down on me
the battle of conversation
words with semi automatic action
spraying cover fire
for hidden thoughts
to get in position
sabotage language
destroy the meaning of all the words
towers are comin down
run kid run
get outta the way
flee the major cities
you don’t want to get caught between
superlatives and interjections
contradictions create a chance
to discover a hidden truth
but they’re being burned at the stake
for heresy
misunderstood
mistranslated
misconstrued
out of order
out of context
all in the same language
generalizations run rampant
everything is everything
black and white
in or out and no middle ground
but always a no man’s land
get down
i’m droppin grammar bombs
no more literary democracy
language is conservative
let metaphors be liberal
Be careful out there
be wary of the logic gestapo
who turn guidelines into strict regulation
freedom into unending laws
they turn logic back in on itself
stopping the flow
creating boundaries
We all thought the wall came down
it still stands unseen
confused, we walk around it
not knowing why we were stopped midthought
until minds reach out
we’ll be trapped like agoraphobic hermit crabs
screamin inside ourselves at the injustice of being disturbed
our tiny claws refusing to put up a defense
we’re at the mercy of giants
This reminded me of your frustration with the Andrews.
And sometimes me ._.
Perhaps as good a line pair as i have read in a long long time.
"we’ll be trapped like agoraphobic hermit crabs
screamin inside ourselves at the injustice of being disturbed"
You seem to have an understanding of the world that most are missing/hiding from/creating themselves.