Tapes {Poem}
Oct 05, 2020
The tapes are playing in my head
of all the BS I've been fed.
Day in, day out, they're on repeat;
Familiar words, familiar beats.
"Lessons", "learning", "stories" claimed
As truths that I have photo framed.
And while it is convincing chatter,
It's just not true and that's what matters.
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