The fabric of our own existence

As we wander aimlessly
In a self obsessed
Mind trance
Paying more attention
To the state
Of our hair
And the condition of our skin
Than to the suffering
Of our brothers
And sisters
We slowly widen the gaps
Between the fabric
Of our own existence
Drawing us ever closer
To the brink
Of an infinite
Reality
Of self induced
Nightmares


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Collage by Arnie Canoe

Written by Spartacus Mole