Will Make You Dizzy

Disappointments, Heartbreak
Always forward
Broken Arrows

Connected homes, and such
That forwards thesis
Buddhists only

Kafka writes, surrounded
With solitude
Urge my brothers

What’s the point of being
When biology
Serves a purpose

Popcorn fills my stomach
As Samson enters
Into the sun

If we’re remedy
Then what is better
Than a purpose

Truly sorry, I thought
Electric currents
Flowed together

Many options, present
A token of a
Life worth living

Within darkness, the nearest
Light is shrinking
Where’s the lighthouse

Survival bias
They don’t record the others
Not remembered

We know what is happening
But we distract
Ourselves from mortality

That dude done ate
Banana
Like some skittles

Passing by his old place
He can’t recognize his own face
Blinded when he can’t see
This will make you dizzy