HamperingA Poem by Ben
How do we know some humans aren't attracted to phone screens like some bugs are attracted to lights
That the freedom isn't the same That the future won't laugh That spontaneous combustion is on the decline Is the unknowable and the unescapable the same Or can I escape not knowing The glowing brethren of the species The bastardized version of glowing Life not more than choices, and not being able to have the cake too Eye of the beholder the mystery element The ingredient, I'm not wanting to look at completely for some reason If the obstacles to my freedom were just random bits of confusion and mixed up information? If the man was mia, and the only police and dea rested in my head Well, I guess I would consider myself silly and fickle Do I stare at my phone looking an end to hesitation Do I enjoy the distance from the people As I formally introduce myself informally Or do I just do it cause I know not why Cause I follow the turns of the flock, even if we're heading for a plastic nuclear volcano © 2014 BenFeatured Review
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