if can be honest, I'm nauseous
I'll call it progress, the process
this mindset plays tricks on me
a bastion of my humility
a question labors on
amidst the flora and fauna
I feigned "did you wanna"
I wish i could see through it
cordial, complacent, compulsive
and morning's just as passersby
i lined our tongues with silver
to disguise the fact I'm asking
why I'd discredit today
for asterisked "what ought to be"s
a slave to this hodology
I'll write down, with impulse redacted
revisionist tactics
will I stand corrected, or is it just as I expected
your eyes trained; fixed on me
a canyon between our sensibilities
a question labors on
and you were drawn
my palm smudged the finest lines
it's bad practice, a flaw to concede
the colors start to bleed
a definition lost amidst the script I couldn't read
I'll just sleep on it
I can take all
an eye for an eye seems fair to call it off
i guess accepted misnomer
makes us inculpable
an eye for an eye chalked up to common loss
defensive resolve, signals reprieve
from conjecture exhaust
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