Purposeless
That suffering from not being able to speak one’s own words Mere repetitiveness adorn the speeches so carefully crafted Being in the crowd, chanting the inessential narratives by rote Marching towards the cul-de-sac with feet worn excessively This fierceness with artificial fangs look meaningless Overcrowded bonhomie rests on feeble purpose of reluctant sharing Vice of being overtly interested in someone’s troubles seems sage Alternatives never were, and … Continue reading Purposeless