searching my possibilities for anything fresh
bounce off my common words – to any substitute
ache for change, anything to push me above
they’ve only invented so many words
plunging deeper, more abstract – they dangle and dance
- all around the truth

look at this facade! it points to itself
it transcends nothing – it diminishes creativity
there are only laws, strict coherentness
i would long for randomness
but, i override my emotion with logic…blidjakeringston!!!

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