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Agathokakological
Early riser for a day passer Hurried walker for an expendable with minimal obligation Hour break, hour for immersion. Even if it's just a toe dip Freedoms easiest form Streaming Endless places, endless people Met in the still of my decision The sunlight beating down, burning, tanning skins, as I pull the shade tight The rectangular glow from the corner lighting the room Giving a more flattering complexion Like those I watch Hiding lines from anger, joy, thought, confusion and days at the beach, of life Perfect darkness to lose myself My life Maybe find parts of myself again Secretly see memories Find an interest For a moment Hoping to laugh, solve a mystery, join a mission, meet a genius, gawk at an unattainable hottie, feel appreciation, avoid a cry I understand all too well But want to feel the pain Watch what I could never be Chess move after chess move, perplexed by the complexity Wishing for the drink on others lips, company others keep, houses others roam, life others lived, a more perfect pain from hardship More Deserved Interesting How can humans do and be so many things While killing, Others and always themselves In some way Drinks, drugs, and love Always Agathokakological love Romance I claim to not understand True romantics curse themselves with love Devouring every line Falling in the dark Sold by the best Thank God I'm not with an actor I'd never know It must be different than what we all do everyday It must It must be worth something Then write! Writing as offerings Make the perfect script! As amends Repeating words, chanting ideas, changing events, turning over plots Until the characters are visible In each motion In each emotion Until I hate writing and watching Until I can't Stories cripple and linger as haunting bad moods and unexplainable attitude Until it all blends together Muddled genres like the muddled drinks people make to forget Until I write a script as an affront to movies No one could make it work The structure unfamiliar Too strange and too real to make sense Confusing as the world it sprung from Was that the point Maybe, If I weren't me But there's always tomorrow To be me and not me, just pieces Hold on to the familiar or forget with new Find a perspective More pieces Pretend to try again Knowing the effort protects the vulnerability Like padding around an egg for an egg drop challenge expirement Excuses to avoid failure Proving my time was wasted Until I need to fill the room with the professionals again knowing the devils in the details While avoiding him Backlight as a spotlight
By simplicityabout a year ago in Poets
