Skin pinked in the August heat
Thick with sunlight, we sit on the patio
One ordered a Manhattan
Another that local ****-in-a glass pilsner
The typical name dropping
Of “priest so and so” and
“The one I pretend to be my close friend
but we never talk about anything real”
Place cards adhered to locations
Cabins, sports and Disney vacations
Dreams that make up the American childhood
Those women are always a little louder
Those raging extroverts
Social club doorkeepers
Definers of the status quo
If they never had kids
Who would they be?
In their six bedroom homes and
Forgotten memories
Of why they said “yes”
Talk faster!
The topic just veered to the left
Tacky dangling earrings shout—
"Follow the prescription of happiness
I can’t hear you and I don’t want to!"
That sun just kept beating down
Nodding and smiling at vacuous words
I started reciting song lyrics inside of my head

In today's world loyalty, acceptance, inner love and romance is so hard to find.

people are too busy feeding there temptations like a savage, drooling constantly over the bait, which walks on every street of every corner.
short, tall, fat, thin, black ,white, man, woman, gay, straight, bi, trans-

who made these labels?

why should each person have a label for the way they look or what they are?

I am sure our blood is all the same......

“Definitions belong to the definers, not the defined.”

“People are too complicated to have simple labels.”

people are constantly looking at other people to pick out there flaws. loving that thin legged, "perfect faced" women. but not loving themselves.

romance died a long time ago when we stopped using our imaginations and became lazy minded. the thought of a candle lit dinner under a thousand stars was to much work..... well that's after you've got their love.

Definers of terms gain control.
To maintain you enchained is their goal.
Your Normie-morality
(conventionality)
tightens their grip on your soul.

We are the people
and these are the times.
These are hurtles;
not definers.
So stay strong.
You are not alone.
-k.d.

A defined thing I  found in a random poem working life magicgnoshit
Atrocity
When illiterate eyes are prodded to see beauty in the abstract by a clever mind.
https://hellopoetry.com/u847831/

audaciry and arrogance

trick is don't lieve be the shown world,
penetrate the vision, make it plain

lie not against the truth.

The cloud of unknowing makes a fog for war, as stories held true in huge

institutions minds have made up.

--- here's the chance, it's in the KJV
see something near what ever we
agree is real, we hold the combined
will to manifest -- some things

we imagined cursing in ambiguous
terms.
then the definers were envisioned
burned
all the knowing of all the knowing
burned

And sure as hell, right here, Jesus
woulda done just this,

he'lda said, this ai n't right, tight ain't,

better when in comes to lips,
peace be with thee
and congregants orant and reply

you, too, man.

Cert-tainly on every level, we're good

spelchek on light latin question leads on option

clearer minds prevail,
and pause
I can se me being per
best grandfather-father-husband poet prophet preacher
thing
such as are used
to judge angels locked
in lying reasons used
for ware
in times
of settling when no lame among us rises first

when the angel troubled the waters, I was there,
I saw the ripple as the wind took all the ions
from the pond and gave them free
for all to breathe,
- o zone
think the thought
a tree of knowns, knowledge,
sorted on use… a bite teaches you the basic
good and evil, if you forget
getting the whole thing
for a bit
of time common they said, a mo'ment,
in attention,
then the children laughed and I was here,
in the observers curiosity's role,
grandfather shoulder to shoulder with Daniel,
lone survivor of the physics defying starship, in flames.

It is first person, I am informed, it is not multiplayer
because you know
from the ***-go, everybody is dead, but me.

Well, that's a gnoshit batch o'crazy t'me, I'da said,
but O no,
I sat right down and asked many times if there were
no way in this game,
to recycle tek from the starship, it defies physics.
We can use such tech.
Nope, it's radioactive, watch what happens, grand pa.

This is real. I made it up. It is a version of an answered prayer.

WWJD. BD Been Dare, will as Jesus did, not mine
but thine, be done

step aside, no time for pride to swell a fiction upto
really meaning difficult to leave be.

so you know
what? all things? at once?
I trow not as I have heard the mystics say,
the role of will, we gave the rock

you see, when it rolls away,
tis mere gravity it obeys, not will, but worth
the rock rolls away at first opportunity
we see ourselves part of the living
that infects the imaginary realms readers make at certainty
attained
containing us and all we hold in awe. Of course,

peace and sense are seldom the same breath twice. So hold