Bend

What you wanted to see became me,

what it was was inert,
inept-
complacent-

What you wanted to be was everything,

the world had a hand in the monetary spindle,

leaks looted the bad-lands yet opened an entity,

it was 10 years,

some makers mark-

it was not endoplasmic matter from the start...

Soon you will be again under the moon and stars,

you won't become lean unless you can listen in,

unless you are fully believing...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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