Jeff's Poetry

practical

April 30, 2025 · Choice

ah … theories, philosophers they don't get missed when the crowd is high on wine and meat, woman, man bound tightly, woven together till they no longer look different for it is like a solid mass, a road of bricks that is able to stand the pressure of dreams long gone. only gold and lies, they're the same don't you see? and yes, i hear. gold and lies don't mix for surely innocence abounds! SURELY, surely all is possible and what is probably is unlikely but gold shuts the mouth.

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