The Invitation
Dust glitters on photo framed
Damsel and dame don’t know his name
He stood alone at tabletop
Best of kin there with him to cater to a forceful grin
poetry
Technomancy
Adverse, revert, toxic inaction
Plague spreader of a wide-eyed paradigm
Under bright lights we dance and play
The days far spent, though we never cared anyway
Notorious
Fickle fame and impure glances fan the flame of ego dances
Envy idols made for me to keep me trapped in lands of dreams
Up so high, out of reach,
your steps falter, feel defeat
Artistry
Art. Artist. Critic. Adoration
An analysts’ autoerotic fixation
A penny for a life devoid of patron
Pick up the pieces, pedestal placement…
…of a poor life glanced over
Anxious
Feel it’s tight grip upon your heart;
From sullen stomach it rises.
Finger-tips to toes it goes rending soul and flesh
Panic states and past mistakes lead ye unto death
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