Original Poetry

Midnight Thoughts: 24.1

A century of
Puncturing lungs,
Ripping out hearts from chests.
We are a society of dysfunctional geniuses
We just don’t know it yet.


2 thoughts on “Midnight Thoughts: 24.1

  1. lightbluemaroon says:

    Just chanced upon this completely by accident, and for some reason it grabbed me. I love the dystopian imagery, this could be interpreted so many ways. Something for me to muse on before the joyous depths of slumberland. Thanks.

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