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Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Upticks in attention,
Transmission statistics
Explicit suggestions
Of ****** wish lists
Been busy today
Grinding green is go
Slow
Don’t weigh down
On the pedal
To metal
Oh no
Now the crash
Overworked
Underfed
I dream more
When awake
Than I do in my bed
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Occupy my time
With the grind
Don’t want it for the fortune
Nor the fame
I would decline
No notoriety
Accompanies
Such thankless
Entry level
New positions for myself
Within the status updates
Revel
See for me
It all comes down to
What corroborates my class
That education
Means you make it
Means you fake it
Till it lasts
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Still running away
Like a fugitive slave
From your capital paradise
Digging my grave
Be it edible poison
Or poisonous drink
Be it 9 to 5 nightmares
Still pushed to the brink
We all synchronize
Sheepishly
Safe and secure
Entertained
And brain-drained
In another lost war
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
But what does it matter
Just climbing the ladder
And taking the chutes
Down in cyclical
Rhythm
Reliving reboots
Just as lacking in luster
As any film screen
Just attempting to find
The right priced
Magic bean
But get swindled and conned
By my own
Inner monologue
Clogging up space
With my brain in a vat
And my memory erased
Just in case
She appears in its
Crash and burn wake
And then any fresh start
Is another heartbreak
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
In candor I come to you
Totally honest
Philandering days
Are behind me
I promise
Can finally be
The real me
That you wanted
And face up to all of my demons
Undaunted
For long have you haunted me
Don’t go away
And the spectral lament
Is what I didn’t say
Or compose to you
Wholly
In signature cipher
Another farewell
That you couldn’t decipher
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
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