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Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Take your best shot
I’ll await the sales pitch
But a purchase for me
Is a matrices’ glitch
And unless it reads
Resting witch face
On the shades
You can count me out,
Just browsing…
Maybe some trades
If you’re open to bartering,
Make me an offer,
Actually,
Just leave
The keys
To the coffer
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Keep to myself
No one else
Understands
What goes on in my head
And the thought it demands
To maintain equanimity
Synergy with
The divisive,
Conflictual  
Other me rift
Still adrift
Doesn’t want to be found
Or befriended,
Coerced into making his family
Extended
Would rather end such
A delusional journey
With no lessons learned
Except I was unworthy
Of love,
Happiness,
A career,
And a home
Just abandoned all hope
And embraced die alone
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Did you really think
Making it
Finding it
Easy
Just comes to you naturally
Gifted from god
But remember
You’re out here
Exposing the fraud
Not applauding the fake
Till you make it
Free trade
See right through
The duplicitous
Profit charade
Under guises
Devising
Their statement of mission
Proselytization
New world
Imposition
Of ordered
Conforming
Adhere
And obey
I remain the untamed
Feral dog day
Astray
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Self-induced ego boost
Write me a line
Reassure me
I’m meant to be
Flawed by design
Not deficiency,
Defect,
Disorder,
Distortion
Of problems unsolved
And blown out of proportion
Too often with me
I get tangled in dread
Inundated with angst
And then wish I was dead
So remind me
Alive
Still has reason to care
And apparently
Still
To keep dreaming
Will dare
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
If it comes to
The crumbs
Boring holes into boxes
And slipping away
Undetected
Then toxins
Are all it will take
To be rid of me
Finally
Just like the vermin
Exterminate
Quietly
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Was I somebody
Or somebody’s pawn?
Just a piece in a game
Making moves
Moving on
Now it’s gone
Either way
The potential career
The commute,
The computing
White collar veneer
The appearance of wealth,
Status boost,
Middle class
Just delusions of grandeur’s
Next vanity mask
But I wanted it
Fond of its
Ease and convenience
So much I romanticized
Crowning achievements
Would seamlessly
Elevate me
To positions
Where fullest potential
Ambitions
Envisioned
Perfection expected
Realistically proven
But failure again
Pens the bitter conclusion
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Does everyone
Wandering in
My direction
Provide me a reason
For more self-reflection
A lesson,
A reason,
Was this meant to be
Fail to see
How it all happens
Naturally
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