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What future holds

who knows

By Andrei Z.Published 12 months ago Updated 12 months ago 1 min read
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Fingers crossed

Coins tossed

What's your cost?

Quenching thirst

Feeling lost

You go first!

Coffee roasts

Noisy toasts

We are ghosts.

Sudden change

Too low wage

Turning page...

Right on stage

Sing and dance

So intense

Broken rhythms

Brand-new themes

Tingling limbs.

It's my turn

Threw a stone

Killed a bird

Now I weep

Poor creep

Take a chord

Spinal cord

Resonates

Infiltrates

Pliant brain

Now refrain:

It's a broken record

The broken record it is

Please dismiss

Your thoughts for a second

A split second

Off the record

Squeeze your thoughts

Inside the box

And think of naughty naughts

And roundabouts

Or giant rocks

And racks with doubts

Or risky stunts.

Fingers crossed

Broken toes

Highs and lows

No one knows

Future holds

Something at your head:

Grief? Love? A gun? A thread

Of your life?

Strive to thrive

surreal poetrysocial commentaryperformance poetry
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About the Creator

Andrei Z.

Overthinker.

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Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!

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  • Donna Fox (HKB)12 months ago

    Andrei that was a fun one! I love it, I hung off your every word! I loved the whimsicality of "And think of naughty naughts" even though it also felt kind of sultry. Nicely done!

  • Grz Colm12 months ago

    What’s the Rhyming structure in the middle..? This was unique! 😃

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