Almost Unmarked

Attached and addicted To the things that were once thought to be twisted Like words to print Leaving us to squint in between the margins and lines Life itself a victim of time

No more words can cause the stark Realization of permanent marks onto Paper without pencil Erased No more than the simple chase towards the carrot On the treadmill This is how somebody will get their fill

Please postpone the application of praise to All those who Know not enough to make it feel like Much has ever happened to somebody like me Free of nothing but the burns etched into my memory Sending this note to the sky

Down it will all crash Leaving me with nothing but the shining ash

Mismatch will be the word of the world As seen through my unreliable eye Not applicable is input into the wrong ending

Rule bending When the fool decides to force it to break And the structure begins to shake The dust now trapped in the air

Stair stepping sure is an easy task Which allows me as a nobody to mask My insignificance And allow me to absorb the worldly magnificence