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Logical Gibberish.

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By Chris Montray’s Bent LogicPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Im missing Somthing that I miss.

Only I forget what it is.

I look for it on my long lost list.

I wish for it again and again.

Yet it has no value without the objective wish.

I’ve lost the key to open my dreams.

My nightmares flood in as Streams.

In every shadow you hear the screams.

The fears flow through the seams.

In my vision I see the complexity of atomic genes.

The production of subduction that locks in reproduction,

Of Humanities global societies it’s all a big liability.

Crumbling the stability brings out the humility.

Creating the trilogy.

The names scroll like credits flashing the cultural debits.

Consuming lifestyles habits.

Grasp the tablets of the historical memorials religious tutorials.

Take heed to the knowledgeable recoils.

Lessons of spoils the mission was foiled.

Time flashing ,rehashing memorized styles of vocalize trials.

Speaking miles controlling the royal numerical Dials.

Say hello to the turn styles.

Then Weep and leap to eternal sleep.

Eternity....

performance poetry

About the Creator

Chris Montray’s Bent Logic

I’m the mere presence of reality in a dream state.

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