solutions to
the problems
sit within
reach
knowing what
doesn’t
belong to him
stunting his
growth
with repetitive
thoughts
hollow maybe
filled with poison
turn it on
himself
the kind of
mess
he would want
to avoid
the clouds wouldn’t
cover
reality
sandwiches
not accidental
such tests are
unfair
even if
unstoppable
two looking to
the sky
easily seeing Orion
concentrate and
make sense
of the mess
created
flip ‘em
someone will
catch on
sooner or later…
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