![]() Euclidean DreamA Poem by Kenneth The Poet
daily, we struggle to perfect Euclid
or else, we risk blowing corporate's lid six-pack bottles and eight-pack cans forward-facing, marching on demand make that Euclidean dream come true make that successful facade come through all the dozens, scores and twenty-fours laser-level straight, the bosses all implore every product beneath the burlap eve Euclid pulled forward is what they conceive but this is humankind we're talking about nothing truly good to shout home about leaving messes for the next guy to clean discontent is that one common theme yet the actor has to care, pick up the slack or else he's part of the justified attack and yet some attacks are unjustified and the actor is left spiritually fried just a new set of troubles, the daily grind no matter where you go, no matter the time so play along and keep perfecting Euclid stick to the mission, you'll be glad you did
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1 Review Added on August 9, 2014 Last Updated on August 9, 2014 Author![]() Kenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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