the purity conflict

the purity conflict


I don't know who to believe
the soothing drones with a history of new thought
or
the leather licked walls
of times I never had

the touch of a seductive tongue,
lights smeared on black hallways

blinded by the glare
of things you will never see

or you could follow the slow motion
of amber colored smoke

allow it to cloud your reality
and drift in and out of consciousness

it is always safe, you land on the soft buzzing drone
of sleepy emotion

this mono tone world has no judgment
no game to win
no answers
and no questions to ask