Inertia

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A chaotic game I
weave and manipulate
to find freedom
in the destructive little messes
that these denizens
love to create
to assimilate their screeches
into a song of
fire and the scraping
of knees against a
charred and chiseled scar.

My laughter swells into
disgust until apathy
takes control
a fit of boredom from
the repetition
the repetition
becomes unbearable
and they wonder in
bouts of confusion
what has become of what
always has been.
 
This is probably my favourite of your stuff so far. I had to read it a couple of times to make sense of it, although my interpretation (judgement day or thereabouts) is probably incorrect.
 
No, I get that. But there's stuff in here that makes it sound like the narrator got tired of it and ended it with "a song of fire", seeing as 'what has always been' is no more, the way you word the last few lines.
 
"seeing as 'what has always been' is no more"

I don't understand where you're getting that what has always been is "no more"
 
okay try reading it like this:

and they wonder in bouts of confusion asking, "what has become" of what
always has been the same.

like

"what has become of the world" when the world has always been like this
 
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