The Great Dissatisfaction
I live in heaven and hell at once
and the people and cities are painted
black or white.
Once, it's glorious.
Twice, it's obsolete.
I got stuck in a revolving door
when I forgot what a door is for.
I glued a mirror to my palm
an prayed to God to never
allow me to love anything
but my own self,
but He locked me in a cell
and made me afraid of what my
hands can do and
what my mind tells me when
He shuts out the lights.
He showed me that it's simple
to enter though the exit
and that inspiration comes squared.
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