A Tiny Smile by Devin Pavlischak/ November 6th, 2015 ©

I seem to remember that day, as my senses came alive.

Likely a curve within the walls that made me sick.

Sick of ideas made easy, derived from swelling.

Men among the rolling dice, factors of an unjust fate.

Superior clouds in the sky, rolling and rumbling to sleep.

A little dazed by indifference, veering from the given path.

Looking from the real lie, the world smiled happily on him.


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