Whispering

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If I don’t talk to the spirits, I’ll consume them
Thus, becoming an alcoholic I’m assuming
Really, I don’t talk, but they whisper to me
How can I put this delicately or even politely?
They say I cannot multi-task even as people continuously ask
It’s one moment to the next
Hopefully understanding the context
Therefore, to play the parts of the Director, Producer, and Distributor
Or follow the rules of ‘Lead, Follow, or Get Out of my Way’
Seem rather ambiguous when I just want to play
And to gather up qualities of which are cardinal?
Well, it would be easier to become a bird or barnacle
Seems the political arena and entertainment biz vie
To win our hearts over in performance
In support of a string of fallacies and lies
Well, I’ll lie with you if you lie with me
Then maybe we can become this big, happy family
Sorry to get sarcastic and cruel
I don’t want to lose face
But I’ve got nothing better to do
In my own fall from grace
So, I write with my pen in self-defense
Although it’s offensive, think I’m making progress
Even as I don’t watch the boob tube
It comes to me vicariously when I try to regroup
If blood and guts is all you can deliver
I care not to watch in my solitude
It might sour my optimistic, awesome attitude

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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