tale to tale

New marvels of old ideas.
We are living in a world of repeats;
Carefully and lovingly moulded,
With the shiniest coat.

I’d like to think I’m invulnerable
From the bright lights
And serotonin kicks
Of modern day phenomenon.

But I’m no stranger
To the 10,000 things,
That ranks my standing
Against my loved ones.

I’ve severed the cord
From grunts to hums.
And will happily inject the stimuli,
With empty denim pockets.