Daily Creative · Poetry

Constructed lives.

When carefully constructed control
Comes crashing down in waves
The hum of life resumes
And we must improvise once more.

The attempt at ultimate perfection
Or rather, overall control
Cross examining those around
To create connections and predict thought.

One must relinquish power
Or that which is perceived to have-
Living out a brand new day
With unknown results to end.

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