Becoming An Invisible Statistic
enter the cold rain
completely in the red
i want to go green
however i see yellow and become cautious
the dynamic is minuscule
the grand factor is microscopic
the gargantuan is crunchy pebble beneath my feet
if the blood from my soles sink in the dirt, will the life under the soil wilt
exit to welcome mat with snow falling
a blizzard teases freeze my brain like ice cream
i want normality and good music to share anecdotes in my time machine
however i wake up to modern life and again become another brain fart in reality
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