Spurious, Pretentious,
Mishapen hearts...
Filled to the brim
With insipid parts
Hence the nuts...nevertheless
But the caramels? and the creams?
Unlikely, the substances
That our life's-blood deems
Imperative, an operative
To survival of the fittest
Veins and Arteries carry on
Without lure or interest
"Humor me", the pump issues forth,
And then muscles it's form
Into something more of worth
To the poetic eye
Of the inconsistent dreamer,
And then passes itself off
As the great redeemer
Oh, hearken my words!!!
As you reach for the bait,
Even the sweetest, warmed by the flame
Of the hapless desires we fake
Are found increasingly brittle and bitter,
Ever stirring in their dreams...
Efficiency, at its finest
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