Henry David Thoreau stated,
“If a man does not keep pace with his companions,
Perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.”
Linda Ronstadt sang,
...
I want to blend.
I want to be swallowed up by the brick wall I pace in front of.
I want to be taken in by the grit and grout.
I want to become one of many,
...
A thief has come in
And cut out the ends
To our perfectly woven excuse
And unravel it does
...
Eyelids are exaggerated.
Plumped up and sneaking over eye whites.
Bloated and sickly,
Engulfing lashes and all warmth.
...
Your snide comments
Made our kisses taste of irony,
That hard metallic sting.
Gone with soft tenderness
...