sadly they’ve become distant from what they believe opting to accept a charlatan’s blatant lies as the mantra for their lives crawling into that cold corpse they’ll share the same unmarked grave
i now realize you’re not a puzzle master you’re lost in a maze of lies and deceit lies spun to conceal your guilt so you can manipulate others like they’re children rebranding your hate to elicit sympathy
mornings have changed drive through mcdonald’s breakfast or optional street vendor’s breakfast burritos have been replaced with whole wheat muffins and fruit smoothies the desk full of urgent items has vanished replaced by notes reminding me to close the flap on the clorox wipes no time certain appointments necessitating alarm clock driven ascensions from bed to avoid rush hour mayhem that’s all been replaced now i linger in bed listening for your breath and absorbing the warmth of your body just to remind myself of why i should rise at all
room overflows
with
family reunion conversations
laughter
punctuates
the end
of
personal stories
lights dim
routine pleas
no cell phones
or
flash photography
as music begins
i notice
unfamiliar faces
where
old friends
sat
friends
lovers
of
this once
infant venue
but
that was
before illness
anchored them
far away
from
this place
so dear to them
now
i’m
the only one
left
who recalls
their names
and
most likely
i’ll be forgotten
when
my seat
is
vacated
you ’re playing pretend like what’s happening is normal but this ain’t normal and the lifeless morgue bodies are all too real for loved ones pray your loved ones remain safe
so he’s good with thugs killing innocent people that’s called kissing ass compromising all morals to secure your position makes you the lowest life form
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