Chilling chilling chilling bones construct naught but a frozen frame destroyed by opinionated forces. No central mobilized mainframe just a malleable mass unintentionally stretched and shoved in every direction affected. No choice, no free will, just inflicted instructions toward mediocrity: I vote no. I vote yes to freedom no to this sad excuse for a fulfilling life. I vote yes to opportunity no to obstacle. Are you listening out there? Will you tally the vote and see who indeed is in the lead, the utmost lead, the tall tier on the winners’ podium; how can i be you? Who will hang the gold medal around this least deserving neck? Not you nor them nor anyone else! I keep my own score for my own competition and the winner can only be one. First place has one reserved seat for the single most valuable player, the most seasoned. veteran the most fighting fighter. Here I stand world with your loose earth beneath my feet. Minor earthquakes major heartbreaks major headaches as in I don’t want to care enough to hurt so much but the pain seeks deep into the bones through the marrow into the intangible tissue that makes one’s heart soul when they see certain things and their intestines tangle at the collaboration of certain words. You think you know so much and I did too, and its more embarrassing to confess than to advise that you unclench unfaithful fists and wander until the lust recedes to faint remorse of how you wished you’d loved him consistently and not interrupted such pure adoration with infectious flings.
