Inheritance of meek
Left scattered about
All bowed, before her
Muddy waters dashed
Dreamers, defiant, alike
With driftwood, flotsam
Cried out, for rain
Big Muddy, turned away
Revealed, her dead
The same person
I used to be?
Never took himself too seriously
Who bought into dreams
Was it real?
Did I still, feel?
The same passions
I used to feel?
Was I there?
Was I you?
Were you me?
Did I still care?
From cribs and playpens
Spit up, threw toys
Sprayed bullets of abuse
Demanded to be amused
Clapped in mock adulation
Old people with walkers
Obese men on tightropes
Paparazzi and stalkers
With finest, pretend smiles
Safety net disappeared
Shocked the unprepared
All paid, few short-changed
Shared sickness, suffered alone
Committed suicide, slowly by phone
Monuments to mediocrity
Crowded attics, basements, garages
Unwanted electronics, stacked hodge-podge
Cadillac Cimarrons, Lincoln Versailles
Products birthed with exotic names
Cheap knock-offs of the real thing
Bought in January, useless in February
Marketed darlings, now useless junk
Failed resolutions, good intentions
Unlimited imitations of imitations
Exclusivity in millions of editions
Ripping out my guts for your entertainment
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