Below the Middle

by mkvecchitto

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Stuck in a place where the world panders to the middle,

assumptions are made defining what I need, what I want,

what it is I desire, what might be attainable

Things I must have to make me a person of value

A constant barrage daring me to measure my self-worth

against societal rankings I had no part in creating

Having lived once in a world of madhouse mirrors, my hunger for more

held paralyzing allure, a deceptive lull between craving, wanting, yearning

for things I did not need – these greasepaint monsters working subtle terror

Peaking in a frenzy of random consumption, it had no choice but to collapse

 

It was beautiful, this moment of honesty, of release

 

Hunger driven by a need to fill my soul

Thirst satisfied by the nectar of simple ways

What I want now is different from what I need

At the end of the day, after campaigns conclude and revenue is calculated

and that imaginary bar is set even higher, after careers are made and broken,

I remain here wavering on whimsical designations with complete satisfaction

knowing what I desire – truth, love, the freedom acceptance brings,

and an occasional taste of sweetness,

are always attainable

 

 

 

photo: mine

 prompts: OctPoWriMo, WordPress Daily Post, #MadCarnival/#MadVerse

 

 

 

 

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2 Comments to “Below the Middle”

  1. Thanks for letting your words speak. Life is an endless river of hope and trial towards the things we would like to attain (be it material, spiritual or a fantasy), despite the distance.

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