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come and go with me, sing in Spring doubt is free
the challenges of mind only suggest we should lose it
more comfortable to keep it though
one sits deaf and can't hear even his thoughts
the other is a passive to everything by design
neither the twain shall meet. Ha! they live together
life tools in a shed are we
doubting our movements, scratching some surface
as if it wasn't right in front of us
we kill all and everything as if a pulsing
renamed killer as we watch her crunch the mouse's head
we are free to do as we wish including starve
starve the eyeballs out of heads
out of our neighbor's heads come the dressing down
we pretend to move with our own light
only most of the time as it winds down petrifying darkness
as if- you -one person could stop it
it now breathes without a machine
and thinks without concern of time
it is driving us after being driven by us
and it looks like charred wood