Sophisticated Tones
Persistent subsistence
This dance disastrous
Etched like a tapestry
Around the thread of existence
Calling halt to laughter and light
Torpor tonight, trilling and triggered
The virtuousness of vapidity
Amid your vicious presence,
Like a stillborn vampire
Latching leaches on the pure pulse of love unconditioned
Hounded harbinger,
Clutching carriages,
Participated in pleasures purloined in proportional states of guilt and gluttony
Hidden by the shadow of glory glowering over the glorified…
Leaking grace into the rivers of Eden
RolloRoberson©️2024
“And whatever is going down
Will you follow around
That's how you fight loneliness,
You laugh at every joke
Drag your blanket blindly
Fill your heart with smoke
And the first thing that you want
Will be the last thing you'll ever need
That's how you fight it” - Tweedy/Bennett (Wilco)
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He says, "*Guys*, I believe this is killing me"
As the smile ran away from his face
"Well, I'm sure that I could be a *teacher*
If I could get out of this place"
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"Perhaps my only home is fantasy. I've never been able to express myself anywhere other than in dreams. Foreign to this world. Alien to my own body. And so, it saddens me deeply to say there was a time wherein everything felt right. I was here, instead of hiding in my mind. I suppose, for a short while, fantasy and reality collided. That time offers the only hope I can cling to for a place in this world... your time. You were my dream. And I was alive."
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7-10-2024, M.A. Tempels ©
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