Philosophical hush
Softens the bruise
Rushed particles
...outrunning logic, peace
Normalcy.
Doom- flooded
Angst balloons
My devices are worn
Wise, well-intentioned,
Wickedly short fused.
The hard edge is broad
Defined by specifics
Whirling about in survival mode
Instinctual enzymes,
Multiplying.
This list, unbeknownst
Misunderstood.
Intentional.
Consumption of energies
Coming down.
Who are we but minstrels
To our own demise?
Chanting however audible
To corners beset on all sides...
Bandwidth- exhausted
We grow- we widen
We billow out more sails
Eroding the conscience of
'Jumped to' conclusions
Forgiven.
Perspectives now stat
Heartrate resting
Putrified stresses- purified
Hunting for a muse
Once more.
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