spontaneity teleports you to
a dimension so well known,
but despite its familiarity,
his mind is blown.
a plethora of hidden distinctions
emerges,
as soon as a heart
so fragile submerges;
diving into a
pool filled with grievous results -
so very inevitable
- acts like a therapist and consults
with him and evokes
in him a sense of curiosity;
are we all
slaves to this monotonous atrocity?
refuge is found in
structures belittled;
a medicine for a
blue heart which whittled
many of its pieces
and sprinkled them thoughtlessly;
but they were
found and scooped up, and honestly,
nothing excites
more than a collision;
a mortal act of
affection with precision -
one which
provokes a rapid progression,
and leads you further
away from aggression.
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