First faint hum
Then along came war drums
Knowing well my ears
Soon the songs became
White noise from the leftfield
Guided by my eyes from safer grounds
Rush no rush
A broken monologue
Severed from my ashes
Lying on the ground
Dirty sleeves
The catalyst of a smug smile
Known by heart
To deceive
Slower minds
Prepared for the let-down
No genius is present
No genius ever cared enough
The weight we share
The wait and we dare
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