Old Teenage Poems Poems

Nail it down for me
Make your words verbal
your thoughts thinkable
Let me penetrate
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In a world of shells with faces
seen a hundred times before
we are all but domino bricks to fall
into the depth of oceans before we'll come ashore
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When did we give up creativity
for the sake of productivity?
When did we start making
only what would sell, faking-
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How came we dressed
in all these shields of garments
How came civilization
to show its levels of construction
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And how completely ripped
to peices
we felt
how completely stripped
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And if we had all the information
would it all be the same
Would we have chosen a different path
than this ill-advised omniscient fame?
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'You're different'
'Aren't we all? '
'No, I mean - you're actually special'
'Well isn't that why we're here?
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And weren't we
-we, the brilliant
-we, the everastingly supreme
also afraid to take
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And over the fields of green
you can see from
one highway to another
from one traintrack to the next
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Am i naïve,
seeking International Interaction
through dead and silent words
-or is this the final contraction
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