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Hollow Me

Hollow Me

As I race to the finish
I ask myself
About to whom am I telling this
Story of my thoughts
Since I am an isolate
Outcast
An obsolete
Literally a beat
In some resonance
Described best
As what hertz
It's all vibration
According to the wide range
Of my imagination
So I created my own Universe
As a multiplex of realities
Where I feed on the range
Of inertia
Where push comes to shove
Off
Cliffs and so forth
Images intercede
Before all ends
Which is where my mind rules
With no tolerance for fools
Including myself
In some drive to succeed
My seed must cede
Deliverance
But there is more to it than that
I am still in the picture
Forced into corners
There's some kind of warning
Or a message of hope
As rats skip
The sinking ship
Where I worked once
Before the storm
This is one story of my life
Where I was borne
Out of truth and strife
While it seems like nothing
Off the wall
Off the hoof
I jump start
Off the roof
Only to find proof in the pudding

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