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boom

I can choose the way to get by
I sigh, take a breath in.
it’s not air, but it’s there, in many other ways.
it’s calming, sets aside my fears.
disappears when the flame dies out.
I doubt, that it’s any comfort of yours,
that I want more, like most I know, I just wanna flow.
No resistance, I don’t fight, It’s not right to push in the wrong direction.
but is it wrong to want?
It’s how we survive.
We strive for something better,
but it’s raining and only getting wetter.
Our lives, although short must mean something.
but it’s tough to ignore the constant sting. 
the buzzing consciousness, in our ears,
steers us on our path, but it’s not math,
it doesn’t add up.
1+2 shouldn’t always equal failure.
but subtracting them both won’t make it any better.
It’s time to live, be... somebody.
Go out with a boom?
don’t be consumed, like smoke from a cigarette,
we’re not dead yet,
feed it to the gasoline, and lets see what happens.

(2013)

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