Parallel Threads
Parallel Threads
I will not let you
spread your tentacles
to catch them young
Take away
all that is fair and nice
Rebrand ethics
remnants of pride
Broken and put together
in desired shapes
Blossoming
buds to be injected
With synthetic fragrance
to create
New adaptable versions
to fight your battles
A new me
not knowing what to stand for.
Disguised achievements
far away
From the core of being
fulfilling a grand design
From dark shadows
enriching a haze
Getting lost in the same
so deeply embedded
In smoky mirrors
concealing true faces
Within you
molten identities
Tooting our victory..