Balance

Your life is a balance.

Don’t fuck with your balance.

Your balance always comes due.

You owe them your balance.

The balance is you.

They give you your balance.

And you give it back.

The balance is balanced.

On the work of your back.

To dance you need balance.

To socialize.

To computerize.

Commuterize.

Fantasize.

Mobilize.

You don’t own your balance.

It chases you.

Eats you alive.

Your balance.

Is you.

 

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