sitting with ourselves

we would never admit to a type of

hubris

like waking up at 1:11

to a symphony of

d i g i t a l

self-analyzation

(though the truth could much more painful)

in the modern to-day

all of us too can be

misunderstood

Dickinsons inside of this

r e v o l u t i o n

(we complacently/objectively

are

citing

all of our

ohsosolitaryanddesperate

(dis)illusionment)

note: probably one of my most cynical, but there's a point buried there somewhere…