RORSCHACH
the nights?
are dark and angry
the days? are cloudy remnants
of what happened at 12AM
the concretes a free clinic
collecting DNA which look like
Rorschach blots
that tell the story
of
the same damn thing
it’s groundhog day in the concrete jungle
early the next morning
the streets are : quiet. mournful. humble.
the stillness is beguiling
except for all the crying
which mostly flow inside
tears drip into the marrow
and slowly flood the temple
that questions its religion
and questions life tomorrow
because god seems so unkind to allow this daily struggle
what you don't see won't hurt you-
the benefits of being blind?
is not seeing walls that bind
but mostly unseen
is that pile of shit you stepped in
but you'll know that it's there
from the smell that surrounds
your essence
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