Hype
The hype won’t make
Them find you.
The hype won’t make
Them love you.
The hype can’t make
Them value.
The game won’t raze
The solitude.
The game won’t faze
The multitude.
The game can’t blaze
The lassitude.
The hype won’t make
Them find you.
The hype won’t make
Them love you.
The hype can’t raise
Your value.
©2015 choiSOSS
Such the girl
Am I.
Stuck in this
Come Nigh.
No release
In sight.
Such the girl
Stay I.
Take it in
Don’t cry.
Fuck that noise
Say I.
©2014 choiSOSS
Surface intensity is an effective foil against real connection.
©2014 choiSOSS
Modicum of sanity in this knotted mess of circumstance.
Cleaning up the pieces dropped and littering the ground.
Mediating, modifying, all in all, unsatisfying.
Gathering the pieces that are falling all around.
Most of all, time washes over, draining down and falling under.
Taking care to keep an even keel from stern to prow.
Just a wait now, neverending; hoping for a happy ending.
Clasping hands to heart in hopes to keep all safe and sound.
©2014 choiSOSS
Intertwined
Dancing
This little step-by-step, mincing, toe-tip display.
Woven
Weaving
In its interplay of tangled words and hands and feet.
Waters
Testing
The subtle nervousness for what might come to be.
©2014 choiSOSS
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