The attention and the thinker.

We’ve taken our thoughts

and strewn them up on walls

to burn permanently in people’s minds.

We’ve taken our eyes

and mounted them above

to watch permanently our fragile lives.

The attention and the thinker

solidified, weaponized,

not formless

but with nothing inside.

A stilted conversation that our soul denies.

Reviews

[emipoemi]

if WC had emojis I would give this a thumbs up! Two of them, even. Well done!

[dsouzaman]

Sweet, thanks!

[emipoemi]

my pleasure.