@KriszRokk 30 January 2025

The Project (Original Poetry)

I got hit, smacked *What made you drive back?*   I followed your uncanny lingo and prepped for human theft only to encounter the void you forgot to mention when you rolled over and crossed my path.   Across dimensions, I swallowed, bathing in rejection to get a glimpse of what the promised land projected onto my path. *An interplanetary species?* *Are you serious, X?*   It got denser as I continued to unpack dropping my skirt, the one I wore when I played the villain in your ubiquitous game.   This tiny avatar is a joke. Don’t expect me to be grateful for gluing chromosome two and putting caps on my musical chords. The records suggest I realign my past *What if all I have is the present tense?*   Stop juggling with regrets Pick a mission, carve a path find your soul group to help me get home safe.   Rest assured, I have other plans blazing my trail and derailing your train aren’t encoded into the math.   Choose the spiral and enjoy the track, use your wisdom to alchemize what gets thrown at the characters you engage with as you follow the sun to depict your galactic match. 💎💎💎 Krisz Rokk 💎💎💎 Image by Daniela S. aka @wayofaiki https://ecency.com/@wayofaiki Originally published on the Hive blockchain at @KriszRokk https://ecency.com/hive-150329/@kriszrokk/the-project-original-poetry ____________________

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