trip to the mall

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why should the act of wrapping two polycarbonate (read: plastic) pens in a brown envelope
and securing them with care and a piece of red tape
when no wrappings were required

be viewed as a new-age-post-sale-customer-retention-luxury-value gimmick?

should we not stretch ourselves beyond the ordinary everyday
to make the seemingly mundane seem less so?

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the bright signs and well-lit displays
I might previously have seen as being pointlessly materialistic are now
easily, breathtaking reminders of the beauty of human ingenuity.

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we will stop at nothing.

the fact that we can do it,
is reason enough to perform an act

isn’t it?

 

 

averaged

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i don’t recognize my life anymore, it’s living itself

there isn’t a place i can rest my head that feels like my home

maybe that was a concept only for childhood

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i’m like tempered glass, i can take anything and never break

but i feel nothing either

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my highs and my lows have been averaged out

to a near-constant forbearance

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i don’t know if i’m stronger for keeping it together

or stronger if i’d let myself unravel

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it makes me happy to make you happy

but i don’t know who i am anymore

or if i should strive to be anyone at all