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Little moth
Dead satellites circle the globe.
Flickering black-edged neon lights.
The moth is content smashing into it till death.
Silly little thing...
Chasing the moon in the age of man
a fool's task.
The Order Lepidoptera sounds so dignified.
So we messed up transverse orientation,
with our cities made of sin.
Have you ever thought about that?
in passing reflection...
We chase abundance and stature,
not that much different than a moth to a flame.
Pretty much the same.
Confused, abused and misused...
The pot is filled with unemployed youth,
chasing unrealistic dreams...
The water is at boiling point, waiting to bite the hand that it feeds.
Close the door on your way out forgotten one...
It's a vicious cold night
in the city of light.
© isalittlebroken
#isalittlebroken #moth #life
Flickering black-edged neon lights.
The moth is content smashing into it till death.
Silly little thing...
Chasing the moon in the age of man
a fool's task.
The Order Lepidoptera sounds so dignified.
So we messed up transverse orientation,
with our cities made of sin.
Have you ever thought about that?
in passing reflection...
We chase abundance and stature,
not that much different than a moth to a flame.
Pretty much the same.
Confused, abused and misused...
The pot is filled with unemployed youth,
chasing unrealistic dreams...
The water is at boiling point, waiting to bite the hand that it feeds.
Close the door on your way out forgotten one...
It's a vicious cold night
in the city of light.
© isalittlebroken
#isalittlebroken #moth #life
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