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Naivety in a World of Mass Communication

 

If my ears perk up,

And then tilt my head

To a side, will you find me

Odd, or understand

I’m just trying to get

A fix on you….

 

There is, so much to uncover foundationally that the basic workbook approach is so primitive in it’s elementary scope, that we’ll never broach the subject’s prospectus, not until the question’s clearly choked upon it’s own impatience and then to where….a

 

Fiery ball of electrified….erupts in furious witchcraft…

Entangling it’s very stock in the perishable yet dented cans of

Exclamatory zest,

Which, which of these,

Which of these words enchant you best?

 

Loyal to a fault

That’s been my everlasting decree, my shadow symphony, the broken back upon this skeletal frame I’m withering in,

And until I break these fortunate chains concealing me close,

I’ll never escape that which I’ve become to be, the visual representation submerged next to the Webster line, a living example of what is deemed, chiropractic porn for the unilateral mind approaching frenetic zeal, a mask for the offering, to he who hath no well to nourish

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About hobgoblin2011

I'm a poet and aspiring screenwriter/songwriter with a passion for film, art, photography, philosophy and heavy metal. I love reading, mainly non-fiction, comic books, graphic novels, myth and reference. Family always comes first for me. I'm a proud father to two wonderful pups and two curious cats. I'm also a glutton for punishment aka the life of being a diehard Buffalo Bills and Sabres fan.

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