Archive for the ‘Compromised’ Category

Bleeding Heart, Arrow

Making the world a better place,

as you feel compelled, today.

Robbing Peter to pay Paul, as they say.

But who decides which is which, the worthiest?

Alas, tomorrow’s perspective will be different.

Perhaps, at best,

we can complicate each other out of existence.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Wm in Chains

“Pornographer, perhaps. Blasphemer, no!” ardently, he said.

“Now, look into the camera, and spread.”

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Business Wm 1

Further down the rabbit hole of compromise we go.

Many lies we tell ourselves, in this world to survive.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Braided Together

Under influence,

of debauched interactions,

enemies impose.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Pained

This morning,

I read a book, an article or two,

and I learned something

intriguing.

Now, some hours have passed,

work and chores demanded,

my mind bombarded,

banal clutter and noise.

And

I feel dazed.

Only a vague memory remains,

a hazy, untouchable recollection,

that I used to know something

which was intriguing.

… Alas, frustrating,

deadening life.

 

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Red Luna (Illawarra Mercury)

I too am an outsider,

apart from the clique.

I too am a Fellow Traveler,

riven by angst,

rejection,

pain,

dejection:

what good deep thinking

and best intentions

in this shallow world?

… We try,

we really try,

and we die.

Futility engulfs,

hearts and minds sneer. …

Misunderstood,

scorned, we retreat,

inevitable defeat,

we despair:

base, self-centred adversaries

always seem

to ace.

 

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1

Careful,

so careful.

Doing things the right way, loving and protecting,

caressing.

All for naught,

as some motherfucker in a ludicrously big van

careens carelessly, thoughtlessly, selfishly

into your frame and smashes

everything

into jagged pieces.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat