positional

it’s just a position
compared with another
in juxtaposition
half forced, half own volition
reaching for science, grabbing superstition

we lost our own internal map
living on a diet of other people’s crap
they supply traps
for the synapse
watch the lie collapse

make you rely on others
to the point you forget your own desire
along comes something that smothers
the necessary vital fire
and when you are overwhelmed eventually you’ll retire

where do you stand?
on which boards do you sit?
what line wouldn’t you cross?
it’s a position
not a coin toss

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