This world is riddled with endless contradictions,
Everyone's an expert fit to judge the competition,
Defending the accepted with "freedom" of expression,
While the ones who oppose will always face rejection.
We close our mind's doors to keep the creepers out,
Where they crawl in a pile, twisting with our self-doubt.
We'd open a window if it's fitted with a screen,
To sift away anything we might find obscene-
Mean, not good enough to be seen.
In our heads, our brains are clean.
We can't see it's stained and *****,
*** on the sheets, wash them next week
Have a big bite right after you've wiped,
We're all blind, to the mess that lies
Right outside of the confines of our minds.

-SLuR

I want to have a conversation,
A real one, not snippets of speech
I desire to dive into your cranial ocean
To discover plant life and new species.
Your waves push me back,
And your moon pulls me away.
I understand our emotions aren't the same.
You're happy when I stay
Floating on the surface.

I'm an open book
With pages turning in the wind
I'll let you read all of my sentences.
You could admire
All the ugly pictures,
That I find sacred
Like the scriptures.
Fold me up like dog ears
In places you
Want to be remembered.
Tear out a page, it's yours to take
Bend my spine, make me out of shape.

Just let me sink at the end of the day.

-SLuR