Mysterious cocktails swim through my bloodstream,
as I stare at the tell-tale faults in my life through
the layered cracks in my phone screen.
Confused by distorted reflections.
Abused by imported affection.
I am afraid of becoming a
broken-down product of
social perfection.
About the Creator
Kale Ross
Author | Poet | Dog Dad | Nerd
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Have We Mastered the Art of Living Simply and Wisely
As we grow older, we learn valuable lessons about life that make us wiser. One important lesson is that if someone hasn’t told you something, it’s best to act as if you don’t know about it and not pester them with questions later. Similarly, if you find out about a party or event that you weren’t invited to.
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By Hannah Moore5 days ago in Psyche
Comments (3)
Broken-down product of social perfection. I loved that! Fantastic poem!
Love the stylistic structure choice here! Captivating!
There is a mystery here that makes you want to read more....