Pills push the world away
tablets bring it back.
We would rather be numb
than be healed.
Etch the comments into our brains
and slather them with emojis.
Photograph counterfeit smiles
for the well being of acceptance.
Each of us Atlas
holding up someone else's world
while our bones crack
under the insatiable greed.
When the Earth
is rolling in our cinders
who will care
what is trending?
Ticktock until the Snap.
The veneered novel of our lives,
read it a thousand times.
Nothing but mirrors of static.
YOU ARE READING
Sitting Here Thinking (2020-2022)
PoesiePoetry of varying subjects and construction, the second of three. Written while sitting anywhere, lost in thought about everything and anything. Accolades: #1 Thought Provoking 2/26/2020 #1 Self-Reflection 3/22/2020 #1 Creative Writing 7/24/2020 #3...
