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A nightmare

kept,

and keeps

me from

my dreams;

A cracked

screen—

seen.

I dropped

the ball

times

innumerable;

past, present—

indestructible.

I strapped

the clock

to me

so many

times—

immeasurable.

The struggle

remains.

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a dark reflection

I polish the obsidian 

screen, to see

what has been 

wrought upon

this visage,

only to find

my likeness, peering

from the void;

a dark reflection--

the one 

I sought

to avoid.

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antelogosa

If you never read these words,

did I ever really

exist? Or was my

countenance simply

an ever-fading

place-mark for your memory,

recollected?

I’ll never know, nor will I venture,

to estimate the scope

of our mutual

self-ambiguity—

seeing each, the other

as one;

having never truly

grasped the ghost

of our dual

sentimentality

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Metastasis

The pain

in my heart

bleeds black

ink on white

paper.

Shred this

note,

for once

the agony

of my soul

is settled,

in your

plethora

of binding

neuro-faculties,

the messenger

can be

shot

at your leisure.

Bless you,

for reading this

catacomb

of creeping

pen strokes

and pleasure,

found fleetingly.

A part of me,

now inside

you,

rests peacefully.

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Glory, rising.

I have

awakened

to see

the sunrise,

setting 

my eyes

which are

not mine,

before Beauty,

divine.

Now, it

is time

for my

morning meal,

but what

could possibly 

pass through

me

which has

not already 

been satisfied.

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I finally 

figured 

it out 

but 

((probably)) 

way too

late. 

Oh 

the irony 

mixed 

with 

cruel, tragic 

fate.

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Totality

I saw with

my eyes

the rays of

your blinding

Glory,

that which

permeates,

and illuminates

with

Perfection.

If but

only for

a moment

your

Beauty

is Eclipsed,

it will

only serve

to illustrate

your Importance.

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A white

screen

unseen

bleeds

undiscovered 

treasure--

imagination

sublimated

remains

pristine.

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Laughing out, loud

Sometimes 

laughter 

is Cruel 

but 

It's cool, 

ideally speaking 

there's no 

Need 

for dual 

sentimentally.

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v    a    p    o    r

if anything,

I am vapor 

Drifting thru~~ 

Everywhere 

but 

No place; 

D        I        S        P        E         R        S        E         D

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Anti-resonance

The chords 

 Of the void 

can only 

 be heard 

by those 

whose sadness 

Plucks 

 the strings

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Coffeehouse Composition

wrapped myself

 in light

 of this passage

 containing blight

 and bitter 

amnesia--

sinking, in spite 

of breathing 

my heart is 

dreaming insanity

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The Electronic Mourning

I gotta get going

instead of sitting

here, scrolling.

Unplug this worried

machine

and let me walk

again, clean.

Put off this

culture of distraction:

I'm tired of

inertness

Let's unearth this--

Strap on my wheels

I'm ready for action.

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it’s just how I feel

I am a

mutant

but you

cannot

change

me

thrice

enticed

by

blight

edges

blunted

falling--

into 

chambers

underground

collapsing

beneath

the weight

of

love

and

agony

destitute

burning

insanely

brushing

up against

nothing

gainly

I cry

out your

name

but

the grating

pain

is my

only

soothing

solace

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planted

I am a tree

whose withered

trunk

extends

into the sea--

whose waves

rise

and fall

and crash

at my feet,

but I am not

the water--

displaced,

flowing

outward

and around

because

when the tide

returns, retreats

I am all which

remains.

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filter

The only way I know you, now, your life, through a pinhole, and only then, what you want me to see.

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the sower

base needs

inner sleeves

detract from

these--

in the

raw viscera 

of Spring;

((like a fresh open wound))

interspersed

with

blessed

rays of

shining

mirth

these

seeds,

immersed

in fertile

earthy

loam,

disperse.