We can walk free

as far as the slippery threads let us go.

Their  disgusting invisibility-

has wiped out our shadows.

Their roots crawl out from our feet

The scent of  wicked flowers

emerges from the depth of our lungs.

Fast-growing buds tickle every fold of our intestines.

Days feed on  their mesmerising tales.

Thoughts are liabilities,

and resistance unprofitable,

So, let them shoulder our burdens.

Problems and solutions now come as packages,

at discount rates.

Choices are mandatory,

life is much smoother

we  just have to wake up every morning.

And, when it is too late to walk  back

we come across our lost selves kept for sale,

with tags of  high-end brands.

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