☦️ • Creative Writer • CC0
writer@michaelofstjoseph.com
Author of Where Things Went
Now before you get pedantic, the laws governing the concept known as “Intellectual Property” DO exist. They are very real. I mean, as real as immaterial laws governing a fictitious concept can be. And I will respect the laws as they stand as much as I am willing. I’m not interested in any Disney, Warner Brothers, or Nintendo cooperate hitmen being sent to my door OK? OK.
Dust glitters on photo framed
Damsel and dame don’t know his name
He stood alone at tabletop
Best of kin there with him to cater to a forceful grin
Adverse, revert, toxic inaction
Plague spreader of a wide-eyed paradigm
Under bright lights we dance and play
The days far spent, though we never cared anyway
Fickle fame and impure glances fan the flame of ego dances
Envy idols made for me to keep me trapped in lands of dreams
Up so high, out of reach,
your steps falter, feel defeat
Art. Artist. Critic. Adoration
An analysts’ autoerotic fixation
A penny for a life devoid of patron
Pick up the pieces, pedestal placement…
…of a poor life glanced over
Feel it’s tight grip upon your heart;
From sullen stomach it rises.
Finger-tips to toes it goes rending soul and flesh
Panic states and past mistakes lead ye unto death
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