Tipped

Turned the corner and found,
wrapped in red tape
lost in a sea of salty insanity,
my mind

Mass bureaucracy drains
civilized souls creating
bitter breeding grounds
or at least a headache.

How might the masses manage
all their souls but that a few
become tweaked once and again
singing good feelings with
fiery tongues or scalding stares
until finally memories drift far enough
that no one’s spirit eye makes out
the screeching resistance.

Leave me.
Alone.

(No, not you. I love you.)

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