Perhaps

Maybe we’re collections of everyone else,

Walking around,

Absorbing one person to the next,

Energies collide, they fight or they twist,

Push apart like a magnet paralleled,

Or, intertwining together,

Some loose and lose interest,

Some bind together on a counter pointing level,

Now a speck of them becomes the other,

Not alike to it, but its equal,

In every way.

Without as much as a flick of a wrist,

We’re on the next,

Like a vulture tasting meals.

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. A well thought out message, Didi.

    Liked by 1 person

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