Ratchet





Relentlessness abounds - or maybe it's responsibility
The vulnerable are not weak at this point
It's a considerable number of people
Too wide a vast expanse to be weak

Ordered chaos, ordered it on a platter, I did
"Miss, is this your button?"
Fell right off, it did
The mass walks, breathes, swings together
Individuals together, weakened apart

A lifetime of sorrow for that moment of pain
Old lies tell themselves
Told them to you, they did
Old wive's tales tell each other
I did as if, as if, I did

But there's a party somewhere
A vast expanse to be crossed, in a week
Maybe it was a week ago
"Who was responsible for writing that down?"




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