• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 10
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Feeble Attempt

Your mind,
a congruence of aberrant thoughts
a serendipitous convergence,
you try so fervently
to carve your own niche
your own identity
in this cesspool of clones
floating for eons
from here to nothing

Your face,
a stark reflection of the
blatant reality
where everyone is trying to be unique
like the blueprint
or the map carved out by the
swirls of their
thumbs pressed on paper
you believe yours is unique
don't you?

Your voice
trying to break the cacophony
in that tumultuous mind of yours
a silhouette of silence,


Feeble Attempt

to serrate both ends of the darkness
to carve you
out of your banal lies
when you are stitched
from the same fabric
the same suit and tie

You still try.
Don't you?