crawling on my screen
i hurt him with my finger
and found windex
there was a dream
ruminating in my brain
light and love and death
the reborn
the faithless
their battle
who has presence as you walk and talk and believe what you are told
while damning words of lives lived are spoken
ignorance rules
influenced by beer or *** or power or philosophy or trust
while truth lies peeking
we are what we are
believing what we believe
ingrained or inebriated
probably both
wheezing
dreaming as if we are the better day
but having no idea
in line
at walmart
waiting
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