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Broke As A Joke

This is me.

Broken by the trusting of black-hearted commissions.

The decision has become my economic submission.

I’m a fish on dry land.

The donkey chasing the carrot.

Grasping for a needle in a wet haystack.

My intuition gone.

Replaced by the brace of the handheld drone called my phone.

Leading down alleys and doors.

Made to look even more deplorable.

I scrub at the dirt of my oppressive force.

Hoping it won’t keep me consistently sore.

I’d like to say I’d rather be poor.

But look at my bank account and your eyes will see the red score.

I’m not poor, I’m broke.

Everyone makes me the bunt of their jokes.

 

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Day 10: Future

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Day 10: Future

Pointed.
Thinking it was anointed.
These ideas were conjoined.
I thought I could harness the power of the heart.
Teach me from the start how to love.
We weren’t about the proclamation.
We just needed motivation to move the wheel.
Grinding along, I thought we could belong.
To a group of folk who didn’t choke others dreams.
I want to be on the same team.
I need to feel the connection.
But others are too pressed to think about little else.
Where do you go when your house isn’t a home?
Where do you live when the shit gets too real?
This is how my emotions are beginning to feel.

Day 3: Friend

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Day 3: Friend

When I grow to depend on you.
You’ll know we’ve made the win.
Crossing tender boundaries and linking mental energy.

Day 7: Flavor

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Day 7: Flavor

Fresh to add a stronger taste.
This herb hardly never goes to waste.
Hidden within soiled places.
This delight brings me relief.

Day 9: Landscape

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Day 9: Landscape

Walking along the rusted tracks.
My frame of mind is looking back.
To before the times of robust living and fun shrills.
Thinking I wouldn’t get killed.
Jumping from the ledge
Or thinking I could climb.
Dropped a dime on the line in time to see it smashed.
I walk along the overpass.
Thinking the area is sure to last throughout the ages.

Day 4: Journey

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Day 4: Journey

Trekking throughout the greater portion of the day into the night. The plight I take isn’t to make a quake. I attempt to abate the rape, but there’s little room for escape. It’s like I’m locked in a steel case and I can’t break the frame. Its quite the struggle thinking to play sane. Forced to crush Earth as the hammers smashes to make thunder. The mineral’s journey is heard.

Day 6: Screen

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Day 6: Screen

Placed to see
In ways further
Then most.
The screen shattered
All over its host.