— Engulfed

engulfed —

C’mon! Go on! Take those free spins.
But by me, I wouldn’t do these things.
Now I see, peer pressure always wins.
I hear it — echoing like slot machines.

My addiction was a revelation, rather.
An ice sculpture sat in boiling water.
One moment, like the idea of a father —
Stagnant, as fluctuating as any other.

Leveraging the true busy and applause,
Aging so easy, and recording no pause.
Not eating, no change, just repeating,
With “intent” consistently inconsistent.

© R|CARDO.

— Ricardo Sexton