Je Voudrais Vouse Presenter

Je Voudrais Vouse Presenter

A Poem by EVERYTHINGyoucantelltoSTRANGERS
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about meeting someone and like, not judging them, but the assumptions you make... reuploading of course

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My fingers,

Stretching out

They’re stretching out

But they are no longer meeting anything

There is nothing to reach for anymore

There is rhythm lost

And dissonance found

Everything just tastes so acidic

I keep choking

On personal folly

And collective pollution

Preconceived notions

Incapable love potions

Drastic individual daring

The audacity of it all

The crashing feeling

Before you start falling

From looking straight up for too long

Is there anything else I need to know about you?

Because first impressions are lasting

And opinions generally the foundations

Because perhaps humanity is elementarily single minded

We see what we want to see

From time to time

We take off the blind folds

And the light stings as per usual

Maybe it isn’t worth the effort of turning around to begin with

Looking back on the shallow personality

So many inhabit

The backdrop to their spotlight

The supporting role to their lead

Because they simply see themselves in a mirror

There is never any consideration

For those that pretended to care

Those that put them there

The ones that are constantly second best

For all you know

They could care less who did what …

With who…

…In front of how many?

Reprioritize

Redefine

Things that were previously

Eight hundred pound gorillas

In the back of the room

That are finally being addressed

Because the lack of direction

Is driving me perpetually insane

My sense of direction

Is constantly questioned

My ability to fight back tears

Is currently innate

There is something to be said for

Those who do not crave

That stupid limelight

That stupid attention

THOSE STUPID TEARS

Over irrational things

And could have been rejections

Just little effects

Irritations

And potential idiosyncrasies

Humanity has issues

Popularity needs a cure

Honesty could use a renaissance

Because look at what it could do for this civilization

This society

This world

Transform doubts into pure knowledge

Qualm who we thought we were

 

Enchante(e)

 

© 2008 EVERYTHINGyoucantelltoSTRANGERS


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