Copywrite
Copywrite
Seek and ye shall find
The blind leading the blind
A thousand a-frayed cliché’s
Emblazoned upon the mind
Compelled to press rewind
To arrive at a time before
Overly used phrases existed
Tainted
Like panties painted
On a chaste 2-dollar whore
Oxymoronic
Regurgitated thought
Attired in tattered rags of tedium
Your awareness
Paid for and bought
Beaten into the ground
Imploded resonance
Like a drum with no sound
Because all refuse to rage against the dying of the light
Abated and suffocated by all that is trite
Despite
One’s intelligence
Its irrelevance
Cuts your air supply
The well runs dry
As you’re defeated
Depleted with each tear streak
Defiled is your cheek
All the while
Stinging and distending
Your deliberately ignorant eye
Intuition now mired
With the Who, What, When, Where, and Why?
Sickening is your
Acquired acquiescence of all that is plagiarized
Instead of contemplating on your own
Your curiosity has gone awry
In a merry-go-round of confusion
Left dizzy
From the bountifully banal cerebral contusion
Now drunk with idiocy
You fall on your face
A disgrace to creativity sought
An ingénue gone stagnant
A visionary content to rot
Which does not have to be
The end, my friend
It’s your responsibility to
Let your mind wander, deliberate, and ponder
Disquiet not mere trifles: the anomalous or askew
Sanction your reason to exile the inane
Till your novelty diffuses like
A ship’s wreckage abound
Let necessity be your invention’s mother not the other way around.
Seek and ye shall find
The blind leading the blind
A thousand a-frayed cliché’s
Emblazoned upon the mind
Compelled to press rewind
To arrive at a time before
Overly used phrases existed
Tainted
Like panties painted
On a chaste 2-dollar whore
Oxymoronic
Regurgitated thought
Attired in tattered rags of tedium
Your awareness
Paid for and bought
Beaten into the ground
Imploded resonance
Like a drum with no sound
Because all refuse to rage against the dying of the light
Abated and suffocated by all that is trite
Despite
One’s intelligence
Its irrelevance
Cuts your air supply
The well runs dry
As you’re defeated
Depleted with each tear streak
Defiled is your cheek
All the while
Stinging and distending
Your deliberately ignorant eye
Intuition now mired
With the Who, What, When, Where, and Why?
Sickening is your
Acquired acquiescence of all that is plagiarized
Instead of contemplating on your own
Your curiosity has gone awry
In a merry-go-round of confusion
Left dizzy
From the bountifully banal cerebral contusion
Now drunk with idiocy
You fall on your face
A disgrace to creativity sought
An ingénue gone stagnant
A visionary content to rot
Which does not have to be
The end, my friend
It’s your responsibility to
Let your mind wander, deliberate, and ponder
Disquiet not mere trifles: the anomalous or askew
Sanction your reason to exile the inane
Till your novelty diffuses like
A ship’s wreckage abound
Let necessity be your invention’s mother not the other way around.
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