The Whispers

A new dawn breaks

Saints and sinners in tow

Scuffling and whispering in the trees

The moment you look, you get attached
If you start talking, you make it worse
If you smile, you’re deeper in it
Turn away, you won’t be seen.

Repeat offenders will not be tolerated

Silence amidst deliberation

What good is profit without praise?
Why speak tender words when there is no closeness?
What use is love if you can’t let go?
Beauty is empty without desire.

Cease and desist

to the brand new second hands

Court is now in session

That’s FOMO for you mofos..



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