One Off

What we dont talk about
What they dont teach in school
What we need is to open the dialogue
Of the evolution of our hearts
The one they never allude to
The progression of our minds
The kind obscured from view

We need to bathe in the firey waves of adaptation
To begin the healing
To purify our souls

It’s easier said then done
Beggining the dialogue
Put me down a scorned pariah
Before the spark lights fire
And the choirs sound desires
liars picking up the knife
It reeks like scripted adolescence
And turning pages marking starts
With first steps recognition
Your heart a babys born
Stumbling towards new life
Where no one dies
And no one is alone
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This one came out all out once in a few minutes the other night, just as you see here.
Very freaking rare for me.

It’s your local rogue (or rouge) poet here just checking in
Chaos and terrific beauty to you all

-mei 🍷❤️🍷