Acquiescing

on the corners of
madness and
enlightenment,
I turn my attention to 
those who weren't
so lucky...
those who bathe
themselves in the 
attention of others...
those who dream
but never do...
those who fishtail
their lives around a
monumental goal
without justification...
those who understand the
evil in life, embracing
it without question...
those who stand on the
corners or in the alleys
pitching pennies
for a meal...
those who dangle on the
end of society's nose
as if it was customed
tailored for them...
my attention has become
short-lived when patience
mean little to those who
want to steal from me.

June 4, 2025