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Monday, February 22, 2016

Quixotic

A lifetime of experience and nothing to say,
self-absorption is the only way
We drown ourselves in the dregs of humanity
A lucid mind but who wants clarity?
The sound of silence ever so sweet,
the buzz drowns out the insanity and cacophony
Of vague promises and anachronisms they speak!
The inaneness of it makes me weep
with tears of morbid laughter, i arm myself
with dispassion and put my logic on the shelf
The realization that nothing will ever make sense
in a place that seems to be stuck in the wheel of time
Its the same old tune the worlds been singing
greed,money,more of death,less of living
And the cogs will turn the same way regardless of you and i
The only difference is we laugh about it over some wine
 

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