Post Script to Mars

I live without regret despite my decisions.
Lackin’ pinpoint precision
in this world that I’m livin’ in.
But I make do,
and push past perimeters.
Uncomfortable boundaries to peel my mind’s limiters.
It simmers,
and at times it’s not cooked up.
So I aim for the galaxy to challenge me as I look-up –
and see the beauty of her red glow,
never to let go.
Inhibition takes the back seat
as the backbeat makes it sensible…

The backbeat makes it sensible…

Written by hypoetical (circa 2008)
Featured on the album Memphis Reigns & D-Mitch: Skeleton Crew Diaries



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