On Thinking (a Poem)
Thought bubbles full of $%!#
Sunshine and hearts above my head
Operating under the assumption that everything I say has to be a thesis on my ethos
Is there any salvation?
The myth of moral superiority
The myth of thought
Secret dreams full of absolute nothing
Anarchical societies
Addicted to my pain
A moment of thoughtlessness draining all romanticism from a gesture
Lost as I am without my stories
Only one version of life can be true
Decide who you are and no one can tell you otherwise
A collection of love
Selfish
Spoiled
Uninspired
What if there is no next right thing?
Understand the power of being
Understand being
Just be
Enough!
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