Pyramid Dusters

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You will die unloved scrawling lost letters to the world above in your casket ceiling because you let us down a bitter feeling, grieving; healing breathing, while the noise drowns You would raise your silver high clench your teeth, grind goodbye another beast asleep to the tune of your poisoned lullaby with fists of gold when you say hi, all their hearths and kindness shy away like passersby the rot of lies, the growth of flies What good will all of it do look now around you, what is all of this worth? A pyramid is astonishing now, true but it is only another tombstone withering away on the earth That lump in your throat is the sand of disconnection discontent and disrespect, disproportion, disillusion like the hourglass it runs out upside down throughout our lives were it not for all these things like a rope bridge of nooses, traversing a river of knives think of how we might think freely, move as individuals, untethered and harmonious no chosen few, beliefs, politics, tastes, race or class denied, human beings: all of us Without the need to fulfill another need, to purr like kittens in a lap of luxury we might govern the world with no debt to these walls and commercial anxiety, that's why paradise makes people so happy, but it'll always be a daydream to me to solve this infinite dust puzzle and repair society at the root of humanity I can be fine with the love of myself and mine, one stone at a time removing my vanity even if the end of it will never be, it's the pursuit of being and letting be you will die loved, even if it can't be given, felt or known if I could become fine, finite dust, one speck for everyone to see with only the essence on each flake, to show that no one is alone, I would give myself away with zeal, hope, and love for all of us, each and every.