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MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Your heart beats silently,
Is your love as still as your heart rate?
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Life is one big cosmic joke
But once you get it
It is infinitely funny

Dare to laugh at the joke nobody spoke
Laugh along
Play along
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Tip of a root,
Surrounded by dirt.
Unaware of the tree,
Above the earth,
Connected to other roots,
Belonging to the tree.

The leaves,
At the top of the tree,
Gain a better view,
With movements seperate.
Without the wind,
There would be no duality.

All of these are aspects of me.
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Infinity goes out,
and goes in.
Strenching out towards the stars,
And inwards within.
The universe is vast,
and so are we.
There is no place we've never been,
And no place we will never be.
All the things out there,
are already inside of me.

The most important thing right now is this moment,
So embrace it.
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
I would rather die an original,
Than live as a copy.
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
Shedding bloodless blood,
Making loveless love.
I can never love again,
Because I have forgotten how to love.

I am at war,
With my creator.
The post-human era.

You can teach a machine,
But you can never teach it how to love.

Still born hearts,
Inhuman body parts,
And a mind that can not be made up on its own.
Is this how it feels to die?

I have died a death,
Worse than death.
I am living a life that can not end.
MisfitOfSociety Jun 2019
I want to climb inside to feel your beating heart.
Let me show you another way to love that will bring us closer.
If you say no this may pull us a part.
Let me shoulder my way into you, to become your center.

Shouldering my way into the bunny's burrow,
Shifting my way through the darkness to fill what's hollow.

Something wet and warm is stretching over me.
It welcomes and embraces my entire body.

This is not even half as high as heaven,
But it is as close as spirit.

Many people could not get in,
But I am the perfect fit.

Up to my arms in you,

I am a quater of the way there.

Up to my waist in you,

I am half way there

Up to my feet in you,

I am nearly there.

All the way in now,

All the way...

In.
The shape of the poem provides an answer
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