We had a shelf life,
an existence that we
played like a broken
fiddle, out of tune...
But now every string is either
broken, worn beyond its
reproductive rhythm.
Were not creating vibrant
versions.
Just broken, collages that
are just not a complexity
more a diluted, infertile
copy
broken and substituted
never to be the real thing..
humanity is just a fading shadow,
fading under the unrelenting
sun of reality....
Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 6:02 AM UTC
We had a shelf life,
an existence that we
played like a broken
fiddle, out of tune...
But now every string is either
broken, worn beyond its
reproductive rhythm.
Were not creating vibrant
versions.
Just broken, collages that
are just not a complexity
more a diluted, infertile
copy
broken and substituted
never to be the real thing..
humanity is just a fading shadow,
fading under the unrelenting
sun of reality....
