The lies
We tell
Ourselves
Making everything
Okay
Searching
The venom
Of like minds
Heat
Seeking missles
Sucking
Through
Straws, sweet
Conformity
In the margins
The slight
Bounce
Of the skull
On our own
Poison
Crush... crush
Evolution
Between
Calloused skin
And the growth of change
5 comments:
wow. intense. if we live in those lies it only grows consuming us.
tight write heather - few words but well chosen
"The slight
Bounce
Of the skull
On our own
Poison"
Really like how those lines seem to literally bounce through the Of and On line.
You pegged it. "Civilized life"...right? Thanks for calling out the bullshit.
If you ever come to my house, we'll take a walk in the woods and you won't have to say anything except the occasional "Ooooh" or "Aaahhh" when you find something beautiful.
OneLove--Tiger Windwalker
...sucking through straws...
how to fill your lungs!
Good poem.
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