The words brewed steam itches
Switches that are unexplainable
twitches of mortal flames
*the ******** stones wrapped*
like a newborn baby unknown
The look in your eyes is pale
the thought of you ails all flesh
in the window of my life
you have no place or reflection
like blurred mirror of the unwise
Professors and supervisors
transcend and ascend crafted fibs
Is it too late to try and sculpture?
Refine you to a mastery of change
like a culture of spirits rising
I would like to hold you inside my all
in the softness of my brain summarise
a scaffold structure of analytical glory
I would like to caress you close to me
kiss the dimensions of the edgy thesis
a trifle of paradisiacal pleasure and taste
Should I try and see your worth in a system?
A world whose lease is an unending debt
Where we are human competing for labour
A world where we are slaves of economy
Where we hustle along the automated robots
A world where ready or not we sink in demise
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 10:46 AM UTC
The words brewed steam itches
Switches that are unexplainable
twitches of mortal flames
*the ******** stones wrapped*
like a newborn baby unknown
The look in your eyes is pale
the thought of you ails all flesh
in the window of my life
you have no place or reflection
like blurred mirror of the unwise
Professors and supervisors
transcend and ascend crafted fibs
Is it too late to try and sculpture?
Refine you to a mastery of change
like a culture of spirits rising
I would like to hold you inside my all
in the softness of my brain summarise
a scaffold structure of analytical glory
I would like to caress you close to me
kiss the dimensions of the edgy thesis
a trifle of paradisiacal pleasure and taste
Should I try and see your worth in a system?
A world whose lease is an unending debt
Where we are human competing for labour
A world where we are slaves of economy
Where we hustle along the automated robots
A world where ready or not we sink in demise
I just want to write but not you doctorate.
