Nut Of Truth
© Surazeus
2017 05 31
The old man on the park bench watches cars
flash in sunlight as they glide past his eyes.
"All the anguished emotions of my youth
that surged from my gut on hot wings of lust
dissipate after the rebirth of sleep,
so now I am empty of all desire.
I raced through the labyrinth of this world,
avoiding dangers and earning income
like the character in a video game
who ascends levels by collecting points,
but I never reached pinnacles of power.
I sit here exhausted, staring at flower
that sprouts from the shell of my broken heart."
The old man watches a squirrel crack a nut.
© Surazeus
2017 05 31
The old man on the park bench watches cars
flash in sunlight as they glide past his eyes.
"All the anguished emotions of my youth
that surged from my gut on hot wings of lust
dissipate after the rebirth of sleep,
so now I am empty of all desire.
I raced through the labyrinth of this world,
avoiding dangers and earning income
like the character in a video game
who ascends levels by collecting points,
but I never reached pinnacles of power.
I sit here exhausted, staring at flower
that sprouts from the shell of my broken heart."
The old man watches a squirrel crack a nut.
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