bland beauty seasoning

by Matthew Sharp

youre not the only one
who sinks into singularity
to traipse the fine line
between me, we, and all

im not alone in observation
minimized units of infinity
calculated in stride
a back door in the illusive
pulling the drain to taste
the seasoning of observation
poisons our bland beauty

i am so far away
i watch it happen
thoughtless gaze
i dies
i try to get used to it
atleast im still an i


Author's Note:

Posted on 09/27/2017
Copyright © 2021 Matthew Sharp

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