got a case of the urgents
on a path of divergence
and all that was left to do
was sleep and dream
all the opposites are in shadows
the illusion of a choice is the key
all the spirits they are finite
yet they want to creep and scream
no more forks in even less roads
got to keep moving straight ahead
no more corners no more bends
no more seeing or even being led
no more seeing second hand shit
on a simpler scale or lesser view
everything could be scrutinised up close
every single thing we ever say or do
is even to a lesser degree even a thing
what is this crazy mix up i’m now in?
another angle not even a legitimate message
just having quick look is not a sin
your freedom your faith and free will
no more delusions inside decisions
they will say you got karma sutra’d
pointed anointed awkward positions
take note of change, it can be a bitch
it will hit you low and hit you hard
it will hit you fast and hit you slow
hit you just short of permanently scarred
consequences litter the roadside
of every journey, both far and near
and the consequence of being there
when you should have simply been here!
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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