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A New Day
We finish natures intimacy as you leave you are alien I cannot carry what is hidden I buttress the hallow denied you have left me like all before wholly, utterly, I’m convinced no expanse allotted, in your marrow conceptions; simple myths of silly poets Black dawn and words of romance song-less birds, bloom-less flowers nectar-less arid lives, this this my familiar masquerade rats in the sinking hull meshed into family knowing nothing of dreams,goals and inside life no time for such luxury, no ability for such fulfillment and so I walk with the invisible chain of anonymity rattling singular, in my vast vacant timeless chambers, massive clouds cover the distant onerous doors I try to alter my infertile artery rip down giant barriers of self preservation torrents, rain spouts, and frigid fear gravity fails, and I float untethered seen now, but unable to snare the ancient needs dreams awaken, then hide their faces, I drift to my terror unloved, unwanted, uncared and devoid of humanity an orphan scratching for all he’s worth flailing and failing in useless desperation a helpless victim; a virgin perfection a reflected messiah, beautifully broken, uniquely forsaken finally saved from my saccharine supermen from the tomb of the explainable
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