Castings

casting away all pieces and parts 
of an existence full of casual talk 
of board rooms full of rage
lost bodies in burning classrooms

full of philosophy and apathy 
on foolish babble on time 
lost and found morality
memories based on foundations 
of aimless travels
looking skyward 

casting thoughts incalculable
emotions of love
hate or disdain, unimaginable 
full of the rage n pain
playing the blame game
who are we to say

rooms full of empty views
the apathetic feuds 
glass shards, crack
crazy crystalline harts
like falling cards or raining stars
as bodies burn in lethargy

casting stones into the ocean of tranquility
small are the thoughts that ripple large
reflections hard as yesterday’s tomorrow insane 

cast away photos in a scrapbook of memories
pieces n parts of arcane life, disregard
full of white rooms and silent storms
staring into the mouth of madness

casting all way the pieces
parts of an existence full of casual talk 
in classrooms of apathy n despair

watching burning bodies sitting 
in boardrooms full of misery
looking into a city, feeling its toxicity

counting the bloody beads of a rosary
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