a 2 year old climbs on top of a chair
smiles and jumps down, classic
primal behavior
even harlots become martyrs
when their lack of achievement
sounds like stardom
me
Im just trying to make it
but the me in me
wants more
money to buy the store but cant afford
what’s in stored
the price to be admired
makes memories out of trial
so im in line for the fountain
my mind knows im thirsty
drink up
work in the morning
dont drink too much
but you want aggressive
and this is two hand touch
men wear t-shirts with affliction
hell, they all going to hell
pursuit of presence
is spiritual negligence
and partitions the perdition
pardon my de la soul
mr Wendell dont have ringtones
and these by gones
be by God
makes these guns
shot by goons
sound so coon
and its in my moments of being medicated
or more socially affiliated
that keep my meditations abbreviated
revelations as half statements
i write in incomplete synthesis
and my audience left at lost
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