Chant for Ideas

There is another story
under there imagine or maybe don’t
what was meant to work harder but
no perfection arises and we open and
close our eyelids
only hope under there, appetizes when we DO open our eyelids
there is another story, something
less gory than the previous one
which is bland and spoiled the fun
full to puking of hope slogans
ripe for sacrificial slaughter
the altar, the sun
unscrolling a good run
toward the finish line dawn
you and your eyes should come along.

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Honesty Above All

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