leave one gasping for air,
fallen images of the past flow through
like fine processed wines,
lumbering motives tease the thoughts
into rare duplications as ideas
stored in senses smother imagination,
humans rely on their instinct much
like wild animals when challenged,
leaving winers and losers in the wakes
of their terminal condemnations,
falsely accused ideas penetrate the
fabric of the mind with the veracity
of a gangster collecting on a debt.
July 4, 2024
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