Tag Archives: Society

Talking Constantly Isn’t Necessarily Communicating

You smell like old money, And I wear a halo. We talk for hours, But it’s always the same, oh. You don’t know anything about me. We talk constantly, But there’s nothing to say. So I grit my teeth; stifle a … Continue reading

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I’m Asexual

Children are inventive. As a kid, what deterred me from my lofty dreams of becoming a doctor were hastily quashed by the thought of having to deliver patients’ newborns by pulling babies out of their throats. But if you had explained to me … Continue reading

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Midas (2015)

I once sat upon a gold throne, One I grew to call my own. It was from here that I could rule the land I’d known, But I soon grew weary of what I’d been bestowed. The days were long, and … Continue reading

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Levee Of the Soul Asea

I refuse to believe that this is all there is and ever will be – Flash floods, spilled blood, and sunken ships lost at sea. There’s only so much I can relay to chance, Even Lazarus rose on the fourth day from … Continue reading

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Fr(e)ight Train

Time races by like a freight train. Everything evades me while I stand out in the rain, Waiting for a sign that I won’t keep lagging behind indefinitely; It’s like God’s played some cruel joke on me. I know I’m … Continue reading

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Sovereignty

Some folks say you have it made, If you’ve got a lot of money, And a pretty face. But I think they’re mistaken, Vanity wasn’t formed from fetation. At the end of the day, All you’ve got is who you are … Continue reading

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Funeral For One

I have to bury my baby Six feet under the dirt, And cover up his casket With fistfuls of sullen earth. It’s not how I pictured it – You’re never prepared to lose the ones you love. A funeral for … Continue reading

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