Writing while waiting on this white page
Thinking about it all while I watch humanity split.
I call out to the polite and to the quiet.
We experience the multi personality faces labor over their new found beliefs.
Changing with every click.
Every one wears Picasso. A cut and paste identity.
Pull yourself out of the bunker.
Open the windows, it’s spring out there.
Find some air. Find some nature.
Allow your mind to decompress. Unravel if you will.