Do you ever feel so miserable
so lackluster unfixable
that the maniac smile bursts forth
to execute something unimaginable?Drive someone's car into a pole
cremate a holy scroll
just to see how the world turns
and watch it ungracefully unfold.Observe as they try to figure the meaning
of what you were feeling
but of course they didn't care
before we were screaming.Now we have all of the scorn
chosen gleefully to adorn
for what they can't understand
is joy often made stillborn.
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Sitting Here Thinking (2020-2022)
PoésiePoetry 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...