To Concur

 


A life of
constant
inconsistencies
you're only slight
with a mindset
that thinks about
what it sees
you always get out
before you're freed
a first class master
of escapology.


Ambiguity
and recollections
one is ran with fluidity
the other's kept
in sections
with alphabetised
open eyed
connections
we'll redraw fine lines
to depict a better
reflection.



Invisible circles
harbour empty shells
within
apathetic and olden
unwilling to see
you win
many moulds here
are broken
so they caste
a new victim
in this fold
it's all wide open
for weakness
to kill strengthening .


Languid emotions
can't ignite
without compression
but the knowledge
of this notion
breathes life
to fire the engine
tomorrow is golden
when you select it
from the spectrum
we are not what
we were
we hear
what was unheard
we see
the once life blurred
what  disagreed
is  free
to  concur.