pretending to be happy

“There is no better high than discovery.”
― E. O. Wilson

walking down this street

that is flooded by the stench

of the sense evaporating from souls

 

i wonder

is this all there is to life ?

 

oblivious slavery

to the corporate ghouls

married to

choosing a poison on the weekend

 

how are we going to connect

with our minds soaking in meaningless nine to fives

and in numbing drinks

 

where did sobriety get lost ?

 

somewhere between strong egos

and fragile lies

 

 

 

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