Run Away TruthS

Rats!

Really?

Who asks the question?

that floats aimlessly

in the air

of an empty office.

Office!

Really?

The empty question

on overflowed minds

“Oh where is thy truth?”

“Was it lost, perhaps, in

the sea of morphine, dopamine

and expired saline

that has become thicker than blood?”

Probably, I assume

it went with the baggage

of sincerity

during a collision course with British Airways.

Mind shuffles and perambulate

Through thickets of

blossoming deserts

that mock treeless forests

In search of the arcane rats.

Any suggestions?

Rat silence

A silent whisper

on a voiceless lip

only

“Office Rats.”

Really?

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Alexander Wayne Omorokunwa

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Web Developer || Data Analyst || Founder at fossnaija.com || Linux System Admin || Poet (-ish)

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