the observer

the observer

no need for recognition,
just observe your competition,
and take in all that you hear,
then annihilate the fear.

do absorb the odd connection,
that which radiates protection,
and take refuge in discrete.
don't admit to your defeat.

clear the doorway, for the day
is no longer distance play.
it all happens in the now,
but i pass through it somehow.

©LukaKorba

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