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Crushed
Awake on a numb dark night he wonders-- tired cells of his existence blazing on fiery topanga in crushed slumber. Anxious, chained, gasping at barriers of individuality or a species that contain appeasements in layered singularities or contradictions in linear multitudes. He drags himself to a paraphernalia, his search for conquests shivers in tangled cobwebs his fingers dance to grand designs of his fantasies. Oh! how he habitually gets drenched in warm showers of colliding galaxies, exploding curses of humanity in hammock, Aesop's fables plagued in sloth. His trembling raptures of oceans azure send chills down the spine of raging coal. Elevators of his dark realities push him to take a fall as the Lady of Shalott atop old cliff of his clueless journeys, burning mankind, wars, paranoia but wait-- blurred visions of forgotten land arise, painted from a million oscillations in cosmos, unwritten pages of blood red stories crushed and absorbed in soils of time, simmered to seeds of hopes in his mind-- his fingers dance to tunes of a faint voice, a dead soul sings amid a snowstorm, 'Oh come crushed souls, let's sleep tonight, tomorrow you'll squeeze some lost hope in light'. June 16, 2020 CRUSHED Poetry Contest Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco ~Premiere Contest Winner: 9th Place
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