Saturday 29 June 2013

Meh (poetic stance)

My mind is in one world;
yours lost in another,
but when they're twisted and twirled
together, you'd think they were brothers.

Two separated entities,
two mangled brains,
so segragated mentally,
as to drive them both insane.

Yet, they remain somehow same,
individual thoughts
sharing the same pain,
and that's all that matters
as our consciousness gets fatter;
feasting on knowledge,
insatiable (like any mind is);
gorging on questions
unanswered by those who feed them to us.

Curiosity, cooked down
leaving us wondering what we're looking for,
and when we'll find it.

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