Collective Poetic Expression #3

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    satorid

    Published on Jul 08, 2020
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    [Rose] No holds barred poetic expression, improv session, make a lasting impression
    Who’s ready to go, tonight we’re gonna flow
    This is that stream of consciousness, fire, light it all aglow
    Poetic fight club
    Come on now
    What do you know?
    We’re making something epic, life is our art, and we are the creators
    [Satori] epic doesn’t even begin to explain it
    are you ready to let everything go?
    they say there is no sleep for the wicked?
    but it seems to me only the wicked
    can rest their head in a bed
    while the angelheaded hipster
    wonder the streets, looking for an angry fix
    everyone one is worried about clicks
    selfies of hot chicks, dodging dick pics
    what a hollow existence we all picked
    but as I render this last video
    I can’t help but see what other possibilities
    are out there for those who dare
    to care and stare into the abyss
    and feel the beauty of death and rebirth
    [Rose]Breathe
    Another step
    I’m so close to the end
    Just keep
    Moving
    Another moment
    The pain still lingers
    The ache remains
    I’m so damn moody
    Trying to hold onto my thoughts
    Bite my tongue
    Fighting battles I’ve already won
    Within myself
    The virus ravaging my cells
    Past parallels I thought as a society we had overcome this stigmatization of disease
    Instead we’ve diminished the urgency
    Of the mystery which is killing me
    And the curiosity which doesn’t exist
    To wonder, what is this
    As it spreads rampant without a test
    To identify the rest Of those who carry the mark
    Only half will know the name
    The others call it another of the same syndrome
    Like a palindrome how it destroys my sense of well being backwards and forwards
    Forwards and back
    And the odds are stacked
    In the favor of none
    In the end, we’re all done
    Finished
    Dead
    Fuck, there’s no hope left to live for
    Except
    Perhaps
    Another kiss
    One more breath
    Hold me now, I’m six feet from the edge
    And I’m slipping
    Feet dangling over the abyss
    Death, and rebirth, and ego death again
    Until there is no self left
    And all I have is pain
    Pleasure On, off
    And you, me, us
    Becomes …
    ash Under the lava flow
    The volcano aglow
    Plunging it all into darkness
    We are the lighthouses
    When we care for eachother, we take care of eachother
    And I care for you
    Truly, I do

    Note: This is a collective poetic expression that was written for The Minds Poetry Group Open Mic by Frosted Rose and Myself. It’s a series of collective poetic expressions that we are constantly working on.

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