Sometimes, you’ve got to go *there*,
nebulous land of dreams,
to realize it’s not what you want or need,
to learn that what you had was actually the “thing”.
If you’re fortunate, it won’t be too late to return,
retreat, escape.
Do not, though, expect a warm welcome.
(To be continued…)
©SvetlanaSamizdat
…
Everybody is somebody.
Everybody is expected to be somebody.
Everybody expects you to be somebody.
Same.
Similar.
Different.
Fine line:
recognition,
detection,
rejection.
Detention.
©SvetkaSamizdat
…
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.
©SvetkaSamizdat
…
I am so tired,
drained and depleted,
by the gimmicks,
complications and catches,
global capitalism throws my way.
…
Loyalty program?
Yeah, as if!
(Thought and movement control,
totalitarianism today…)
©SvetkaSamizdat
…
Fellow traveler
got lost somewhere along the way.
…
Marginalized,
misinterpreted,
persecuted,
misunderstood.
…
More than anything,
I “just” wanted the world
to be
a better place.
©SvetkaSamizdat
…
