– sprung from disdain –

Will there be, will there be an

evolution in both of us?

 

You cling to apathy like a

babe clings to mama’s bosom.

Meanwhile, a type of fear from

my lungs I cop to pushin’.

In another go-around, or

on some parallel plain, we

would grow twined in crime, our

goals would share a name.

 

Right now, our same love is a

strange love indeed, and

each attempt at a mended fence spurs

animosity. In

sep’rate corners, I know it’s gonna

be hard for you to see, yet

understand, like you… I’m a

less-evolved man, too.

 

 

D.J. Whisenant

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