'Till it breaks
Leaning on a flat-wooden bench
isolated from the bunch
my eyes caught a color
which didn't fit the place.
Everyone else picked up the pace
as if trying to win the race
they didn't know better
well the path was a mess.
Shake and spray repellent
to kill those popping thoughts
they just want to get you back
to those well-known huts.
What a surprise! I'm moving on
heading towards the sun
let's hope that's not a con
I sense an unfamiliar fun.
Sent away at first sight
running aimlessly around the maze
stuck around for a while
just to find out that I'll be tased.
With high hopes I went home
hanging smile from side to side
just to later find out
that towards the abyss
I'll still have to recite.
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Posted May 31, 2018, 1:50 AM UTC
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