There’s no labor
When we’re in the zone
Every line is on its own
Every stanza polished and pure
What was it that drew us here
Some shadow driven desire
A dopamine rush if you please
Like a yogi in the moment
Like a dogs tail wagging free
From the masses we have risen
The quickening is quite satisfying
All the addictions we could have
And it’s poetry that we rely on.
Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 6:14 AM UTC
There’s no labor
When we’re in the zone
Every line is on its own
Every stanza polished and pure
What was it that drew us here
Some shadow driven desire
A dopamine rush if you please
Like a yogi in the moment
Like a dogs tail wagging free
From the masses we have risen
The quickening is quite satisfying
All the addictions we could have
And it’s poetry that we rely on.
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