• Tony Malzone

Creativity & Captivity.

A free verse poem, Tony Malzone

Quickly, it can all be taken. It took so long to break in, and now that I’m here my head has been shaken, from what I thought it was and now I can’t awaken. From the story of debts and never less, you're still here no matter the mess. This is the land of afterparties and the midnight stress. The center of the press. A mystique dress to guess, like we’re all just playing chess. It’s the game you're playing, the lies you're saying. Tell me everything I could ever want, it’s the loss you're weighing. We’re all just chasing a dream. I can’t blame you, no matter how bad it seems. This place corrupts, this place disrupts. This place entertains and fans erupt. It doesn’t matter what we do, as long as we sell out the seats and show a beautiful view. This is the culmination of the world's creativity, this is humanity’s festivity. This is the home of self-captivity.