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Two-sides, one mind, it isn’t easy to think.
Don’t blink but lip sync the lies fed from your shrink
The missin’ link is tied to the rails of our genes
Tinker with the braille when you rip apart the seams
I’ve seen kingdom come but it's visits are brief
Pay mind to the thief, small talk isn’t cheap
I keep to myself and that man in the mirror
Sharin’ one stare, my character is clear
The gears are still spinnin’ jenny, well enough
Peers leave in a feedin’ frenzy call it tough love
When push comes to shove we rid our resistance
Flexin’ up the shell, tryin’ to counter inhibitions like...

Flight or fight, it's a rite of passage
so you better be able to manage
Flight or fight, it's a rite of passage
so you better get those loose ends fastened

Just give me a second to make my amends
Anchor it down, bound it by fisher’s bend
Let’s pretend that your “friends” are backin’ you up
But the sum of one sums up your lack of trust
Yup, don’t dilly-dally, tally up some bums
If yah in the blind alley at the end of the run
Well you better have a pair of iron giant lungs
For if and when the worst is yet to come

Flight or fight, it's a rite of passage
so you better go and grab a bandage
Flight or fight, it's a rite of passage
so tell me what the damage is kid

© Matthew Harlovic
A little ditty about the fight or flight response. Read it here or better yet, check it out at: soundcloud.com/outtatune-1
Let us pretend that our saviors lie in cloud cover.

© Matthew Harlovic
Each and every* form of art
isolates me from reality.

© Matthew Harlovic
I drink coffee
                  She prefers tea
           together we make the perfect

               buzz.

© Matthew Harlovic
A poem in response to Maddie Henssler's poem "Happy buzz buzz".
I pack the bags beneath my eyelids, off to sleep.

© Matthew Harlovic
oh* Don’t you Ever be
Afraid hush That is Him

© Matthew Harlovic
I imagine your mind, imagining mine,
as we imagine yours.

© Matthew Harlovic
Rick* - Are things getting better or worse between you two?
Matt - Well…things aren’t getting worse so that’s much better.
Rick - What’s so much better about it?
Matt - Everything…everyone...
Rick - In *every
way?
Matt - More or less.
Rick - Less is more, even more so.
Matt - On what terms?
Rick - Everything.
Matt - Everything seems to be getting worse.
Rick - Are you two together for the better or for the worse?
Matt - We’re together to get better, not worse.
Rick - But, who’s getting better?
Matt - We both are. But we’re still love sick.
Rick - Or are you still sick of love?
Matt - No, I really do love her.
Rick - As sick as it sounds, I’m proud of you.
                 Rick walks out of the room

© Matthew Harlovic
This is old conversation that I thought was rather poetic, more so, philosophical. Back and forth we conversed about love.
If I smile too much
it makes me look desperate

© Matthew Harlovic
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