Aporetic

Aporetic

{maze of one’s own mind}
group pulls strings;
settle in, dwell on mediocre dreams
suffocate enthralled eyes,
dimmed in simplistic tales

numb, numb the mind 
they stroke vulnerable faces,
[blushing cheeks flush with heat]
gathering tools –
weak little kittens

(hypothesized – crafty neurotransmitters)

twirling oxytocin,
binding ethnocentrism;
in fashion of Peace and Love –
of Right and Wrong
[them vs. us]
happy tiny ants

~claiming individuality~

immune, lost souls
flail about –
their hearts scooped out like ice cream,
eaten in spoonfuls,
by emphatic do-gooders –
lacking an ounce of empathy

{vigorously pounding!
the conditions (upon the lonely,)
of unconditional Love –
yet, we only speak of love, acceptance,
and belonging of our own free will …
isn’t this true?}

rhetorically speaking,
who is in control of the gears,
and mazes?

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