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Your causes are broken
I’m bending through hoops
Your free speech is verboten
In tending to groups
Thinking no more abortion
Just lawful contortion
Of what formerly
Would’ve hanged for
Extortion
Endorsements
Of donor class
Actors
Who funnel
Our funds
Through their private jet
Public debt
Tunnels
And I am just funnily
Flipping the pages
And balancing beaming
To multiple stages
As wages stagnate
And the nation implodes
And the state is a circus
Of nobody knows
We could be lonely
Together
Sequestering
Close open wounds
Interminably festering
Leave the world lost
To its doomsday devices
No more counting costs
And considering prices
This rife with
The absence
Of wholeness
Won’t hurt us
Alluring
Distractions
Won’t fully  
Divert us  
Won’t turn us from
Shared
And more personal gains
Won’t be sunny skies
Every day
Chances it rains
On occasion
But we
Would just lay still
And listen
And lazily wake
To the morning dew glisten
Cast your spells
Ring your bells
I draw
The parallels
Back to the basics
Of human equations
Mentation
Illuminates
Merely gestations
Are not quite the squirming
The learning
The earning
The born to
A bullet storm
Mourning
World burning
And there we were
Synergy
You collide
Into me
Moments materialize
Synchronicity
Then the earth shatters
Shakes us to the core
And imploding
In discordant war
We endure
But recede ever further
Cordoned into nations
Partitioned and pawned,
Pacified
On their waitlist
Deprived of the care
The holistic approach
But the first class
Unconscious
Just shoves us in coach
And yet woke
Is the liberalist paradigm
Spinning
The worth on its Axis
And wickedly
Grinning
I want to be closer
To work more together
Collaborate whether
We’re under the weather
Or over the moon
For each other  
As lovers
Uncovered
Should naturally be
Where the butterflies fluttered
This incoherence
Ostensibly
Somehow resemblant
Appearance
To cogent conveyance
Of strictest adherence
To norms and conventions
Of formally writing
But radically
Back to the roots
I’m reciting
Wherein once
Harmony
Reigned from the skies
Now pollution
A gas mask
A plastic disguise
Is infusing its fumes
With our doom and gloom
Suicide
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