Feeling Outsider

He has a requisite to fail.
Kept clean and made to keep the surface sheen.
Most coats can't keep the warmth in.

He read the rights, maybes and wrongs
leaving out, of course, the fact matters
Black and white can change things.

Seated, smarmy and intent
to breaking all those rules with carelessness
The line gets blurred with motion.

He saw the writings on the wall.
He keeps the keepsakes that kept him here.
A place of mystery. Bored and boarded suits him fine.

Conceived through sheer will and in contempt
Satisfaction, it waned.
Turning more to hate
and leaving all the signs of told you so.
Feeling outside settles in.

He saw the writings on the wall.
He keeps the keepsakes that kept him here.
Same place of mystery. Maintain anonymous
and indiscreet for it keeps all the blood pumping.
And it makes all of his routines stay the same.

Good god this infamy. Cart wheeled infirmary
All of this attention keeps haste in detention

Allegorical to a "T". Categorized as crazed.
Ink blots and ink dots fend. Surviving one more year at best.



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Writer(s): Todd Shigeo Smailes
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