dull droning voices
regurgitate drained doctrines
devoured by droves
of undiscerning disciples
but i cannot see
and i cannot hear
dissecting the dogma
my decision dawns
i must drift away
down current
where i am free
to dissipate
dull droning voices
regurgitate drained doctrines
devoured by droves
of undiscerning disciples
but i cannot see
and i cannot hear
dissecting the dogma
my decision dawns
i must drift away
down current
where i am free
to dissipate
Destination, escape. I do not blame you at all. Through your inspiring words, I am off to put one of those ten hour YouTube videos of ‘a stormy night’ on and disappear into my own thoughts for a while.
Glad to hear that you don’t blame me. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some thoughts to disappear into as well….
Loved it
Thank you. Glad to hear that you loved this one.
Love it….I’ve never been much of a joiner or conformist….but I love this community of poets/artists…(my fellow non conformists) x
Glad to have you as a fellow non-conformist.
Kind of an oxymoron…..conforming to non conforming….better to just disintegrate…like you said…