From the full moon
To our crescent smiles
I feel so marooned
I love you in denial
In post stages waning
Star shot and spangled
My mind is a terrorist
To this patriotic heart entangled
Rationalism alas the rapist
To which there is no abstaining
Capitalism now the escapist
How he makes an art of deception
The utter illusion that love exists
Inception of moral contraception
A fascist breeding to tyrannical realism
Is it my heart or my mind that dictates?
Dishevel of concrete and the abstract
Makes the head ache and the heart break
As the agnostic conscience is attacked
By a conflict of interest in cognitive idealism
Have the politics of love mucked up the plain?
Making me wage another war deep within
Causing senseless suffering and crippling pain
Or is it just me wanting what I can’t have again?
Author notes
oh the politics of love.
Comments
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beautifully done, and it really hits home to me.
great write is all more i can say.
KNIGHT TIME

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i like how u add things with criminal acts




