#overconsumption
We are all subject to the train’s pull
No matter our worth in weight or wealth
No matter the sum of gold noosing necks & wrists
Gravity wringing aspirations into pools at our feet
We are sacks of meat, burdened by the heaviness in knowledge & consciousness:
The knowing we are, and yet not
Writing preface to our own demise,
Whilst the load of space around seals its binding
******* righteousness in the left & ignorance in the right
We, nature-made, we
Busy in breath and body
We, donning better halves as pelts and scarves, we
Soulless sleeves malleable in gear
We
Train people
Swaying
As does a bundle of seaweed moves about a scape of blue,
Powerless in swing
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 4:58 PM UTC