The duality of one’s frustrated perspective, in which their is little solace and no escape.
Engaging personality, compartmentalized life
A visitor’s gamble, in which the mundane is meaningful,
Pithy terms an audience’s graveyard
The ceilings sink, raccoons rent space,
Enough addition dilemmas for one to fear for their mentality
Standard of living a low brow soap opera,
Temerity a necessary force in such a stale industry
Recording every scatter shot event into a mental catalogue,
Forming background pattern in parts inflexible, slimy, slapdash
Feeling slightly more secure standing erect in a bus shelter,
Instead of roaming the shallow pages of an unabridged account of a sore mind
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