top of page

range misrule no.2

you belong out there, my friend


so why are you here, again?


go back, my friend

go back, my friend


i do love your company

but i know how scary it will be

to lose a friend

to lose a friend


you're cracking without the chasm views and horizon hues


hours inland you're spent

around you these people in demand 


but you're just tired

because it's not working 

because in here, you can't naturally ascend


of course i need drugs to be zen here

of course i don't out there


when I'm conscious i convulse

when I'm conscious i convulse 


my insides in upheaval


plugged in i must be injected 

yet off-grid i'm protected,


this attempt at dormancy it's so offensive


the only way i can be alive and hardwired

because it's   just  not  natural


you knew,


that the answer to our soul did not lie in proficiency or theoretical stats


and process control cannot visualize, 

in any portion,

the heart's balance in motion


i love your company, i really do

but you belong in the dangers of the range misrule, my friend


please go, again

for the only yin to your

yang,


is to live a life

sustain



©2024 by Azra Keskin. 

bottom of page