Watch Your Print

Something of another

Topple about the moor

Hood still filled with cure

Lets feel, lets feel

Quick, ditch the ground

 

Here see the menthol

Conceal the broken pencils

that's it that's it

What do we do now?

 

Panic through conclusions

Hands full of knots

Walls walls

You blinked, I win

catch the drift?

ever off

 

…

 

Actuating my freak grimace

Controlling thoughts that shouldn’t be

On my tongue

 

Paying attention to how the stories pivot,

Because its getting really interesting to

Watch how everything’s done

 

…

 

You're talking so fast see,

You're fumbling your thoughts, see

Wrong word, wrong word

There ya go I’ve gotcha

 

Because honestly I know that’s not what you meant

But it is convenient for my argument

 

…

 

Stuck inside a light bulb

Strumming in my head

Losing all my senses

My feet have turned to lead

 

These people keep on passing

Their faces smeared with red

As long as they keep quiet

We’ll keep their faces fed

Author's Note

'Ring around the rosy...' nah?
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[Millionth Muse]

An interesting write for sure. I read this three times, and I think I got a little something different out of it each time. There are a lot of metaphors in this piece, or at least I created a lot of them when I read it. Can't say as I really know where it led, but I enjoyed the journey.

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