Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison (by Geo Kas) You once claimed to be an open person, But I can’t take your word for it. Take it or leave it, Verify what you can, If you can… The door’s labeled Welcome— but look, don’t touch the handle. But your secrets and lies make you hard to believe, An Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison, Where doubt is treated as a deficit: A journey into madness That’s just called being a friend, Laughing over the static, You shrug it off in your pique, But your “truths” are like a heartlight—reaching blind. Warm enough to lure me in—I drown in it. You once claimed to be an open person. You just can’t stand some things (too bad). You say Taylor Swift’s music annoys you, You shut down the broadcast, Never considering you’ve trained yourself not to listen. Perspective pulls us further and further apart. Our openness is nothing more than a passive-aggressive epiphany, Our closeness is nothing less than an Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison. We don’t get closer—we reorganize the distance.
Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison
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A #FireWorksProse by #GeoKas
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