Wavelengths
sometimes I come off quite shrewd
my attitude is never rude
although I am quick to tell you
that you're out of line
stepping on my toes is like
stepping on a landmine
you will lose yours and I'll
walk away with mines
I'm a walking, talking and breathing mind
thinking is my pastime
procrastinating is just a delayed
waste of time
I'm thinking of a number
it's liken to a cold front
in the summer
what occurred in August
is said to have happened
in December
the deadliest error is forgetting
to remember
when a tree falls in the woods
you hear a timber
smoged up eyes impairs vision
smoke and mirrors television
puffed up pieces of hype
disinformation and advertised lies

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