You Are

move, twist, squirm and scream, resist

instigate, collaborate, do it, i insist

take a hammer to the grayest rock

watch the crystalline reflections

of the sun inside, dive in, take a glide

a trip through that which isn't

become florescent, i dare you

if its pleasant, i hope it scares you

the rare, the change attached to the strange

don't question my range ill span the spectrum

not the perfect specimen, rest your

insecurities in the dents of my flawed surface

in it, maybe, you can find some purpose

its not up to anyone but the individual

to define the same individual

resist the residual uniform material

stuck to the sides of a monotone machine

bleeding green and gold selling the obscene

you lean and you rock and you carry a glock

think about nothing except the arts as a path

to your dried out c**k, f**k it i read i write,

i think i exist but how many can acknowledge

thats not enough, i know i'm no better but at least i live

break out, the body can be free but the mind remains captive 

Reviews

[Mr. Revan]

quite the peculiar piece here, and it perplexes my mind even after reading it twice over. nonetheless, i understand the simplicity in its meaning, and find this to be beautifully crafted after my third time reading it through.

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