Fake, Not Dope

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Presenting the gaggle, yes you.

Oh, do keep your insincerity down.

You sit and throw compliments at each other.

Faux kisses languishing in the air.

So loud as to not be believed.

You support nothing but your own agendas.

Every group has a leader who runs them.

One kowtows in silence for rewards of pleasure.

Another wants to be liked to the detriment of others.

The other doesn’t want to go against the crowd.

What a group of insincere cowards.

You spout off privately “reality, being genuine, love.” then act like little plastic dolls.

You wouldn’t know what real was if it hit you in the face.

Oh yeah, it has, but you dismiss it.

Authenticity doesn’t really fit in your group, or?

Well, fuck you.

Real people don’t hang with fake bitches anyway.

 

*Originally published here 3/21/18 

Layers

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remove my skin
it’s superficial anyways
what you see
isn’t always what you get
especially
when i don’t know you
well maybe
it depends on you

what’s inside
is what i decide
to share
you’ll need
to have earned
the privilege
of getting
to know me

… many won’t because all i see of you is what’s on the outside

 

 

 

 

Shame On Us

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the greatest stories
ever told are the deceptions
given in bland kisses
by the wretched liars

there’s no care
there’s no real love
there’s just an agenda
theirs comes first

what’s at stake
is what they get from you
furthering their goals
gets them one step closer

what’s at stake
is what you give them
being taken for granted
loses you your soul

What Emerges

We see each other.

Though we don’t know beyond what stands before us.

The reflection is a fairy tale; the image, a mask of well-being.

Or it’s a nightmare played out while awake.

More likely, people pass by being barely noticeable.

Understand that the substance of lives are not predicted in the first glance.

Let’s take the time to watch as the bios unfold slowly.

Look inside.

And find the essential being within.