Lullaby

ThepoetryofjpJanuary 9, 2021Short Poemspoem, poetry, short poem

We are living in Orwell’s mind,
while Huxley sings his lullaby—
a vacation, a new motorcycle,
nevermind, never mind
the bridges collapsing as you ride.

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