Am I…
written by: Troy DeFrates
Green bean soup on a whimsical day
flying flags in the wind
that simply cannot fray
As you are aware of your heart’s deeply held need
deeper than a painted face
something from which your soul may feed
Instant gratification created in a rush
making windows you cannot see through
that silently break with a crisp hush
The tin man wishes to no longer be himself
tantalizing the popular
to an audience that does not exist
Always to feel what is present or what was lost
sharper than a paper blade
something to remember life’s cost
Internal motivations created by lore
a reality open and flat
dejavu scenery felt before
The tin man no longer wishes to be himself
believing their own sacred lies
with rhythmic sounds that cannot be spoken
Deep fried ice cream under a balloon
manipulating waves
expecting sentience to come soon.
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