bringing it back
to rhyme and spill flow
poetry runs in the veins
and blooms in the brains of many

inside a semi psychotic introvert
lies the hyphen
a hyphen is a heavy distance
separates the language
pauses in between are dead weights
cast into dark waters
like rocks of obsidian

dash-

I stare into oblivion
cry out to the sky
Van Gogh fingertips
a starry night
except the black is infinite
dancing with the skeletons
now it's a sorry night

slash/

I know you just so you know
and I know that you've heard of me
I'm just another common tragedy
with uncommon avenues of
apathetic issues and dissipating attitudes

dash-

turn the corner
all potentials stopped
Google image of this world in a picture perfect negatives and reels with false filters
hold up and wait- this print is fake
too bad your life is photoshopped

slash/

and you know what this has done to me?
it's made me mad at you.
I've walked the map in many different shoes
measured the globe to find its
latitude and longitude

dash-

better go back west
better slow that beating chest
testing limits and abilities
with anxiety comes atrophy

backspace . . .

this is more about sacrifice
and the pain I feel inside
about how I pass my time by
passing time...
all good things come to an end
sometimes
so let the rain fall
let the stones be cast

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