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Out of the Way
*Image of Hikers Warning by Pixabay. Out Of The Way As a self-proclaimed ruler of my person, I am mindful of the internal convictions, external constitutions as Lord overseer of my spotless realm, Upon my own free will, find I amongst the woods traversing o'er unturned rocks and unattended verdancy wildly growing, Be that as it may, an imprint of sorts am I, egged onwards by my well-built form, whereupon, mastery narrow none of my wills to further daringly and gaze upon the countenance of jeopardy, March I in the shadiness of ghastly umber twigs outlined o'er the whole of me, shredding, tugging, and dragging my fragile skin, wherein, lies the bodyguard of my existence, The flighty temper that clings upon the cagey, now a cushy target for anything, faults the behest of fickle passions to distract and engage this frail entity, Scatterbrained encounters the licensed energies purposed to conquer the lost, initiating as flickering sparks mulling o'er a vacating mind, The Reaper seized and weighs the worth of the possessed, immersed moments engages, alerts angelic cherubs tethered to the host that imminent release has passed, deathly hallows echoes, "He is ours!", Faint flights fade away as the host, oblivious, lay eyes on a grassy patch forward, made breathless, he crumples upon the natural exposure, Still clueless, he lies down supinely grinning as shafts of sunlight trickle all o'er the sweeping stretch and frames of a pine forest down to a receptive soul, Nobody present as his drawn conclusion was that this is, in fact, a virtual footpath lost to time which he unwittingly embarked upon, whereto, will lead him to the fateful advent in a succession of circumstances, Occasions the pleasures of the Dark Lord, lightning sped sparks rise and fall inside a resting cerebrum, At the same time, the cerebellum commands as a benevolent facade absorb a premature suspicion, arresting a smile forever, A left hand unexpectedly clutch an arching chest slightly clambering, it prompts the right side hand to act as it straddles o'er the left hand, hoping its unison will cease and desist the acts of the unwanted, Jointly nudging downwards as lightning strikes ride out on the rails of the brain, then courses the veins pulses of vermillion orderly threads, until it befalls upon the source, The unwelcomed stab nonetheless, brutal in its pains, narrowing it down to the real McCoy, the kill zone factor reveals the weak spot, and being out on a limb, yields, Fingers clench a piece of a whole that withers, and being out of gas, creeps freely all over as an arm slumps down his right sides, A lain body draws in air and expels out, randomly, while tingling and chill sensate the anxiously confused, The silent killer is now heard, having built up unhurriedly, feeling and senses wander, wherein, the bestill in his erratic conscious condition, faces a futile reality that being asleep at the wheel is no longer a valid concern, A wink of fruition as one's life bunches then flits instantly as unconsciousness retards the once valued, toward a *non compos mentis status, Panting delays breathing as resuscitating faints, a whisper fail to wake from the recesses of its origin, Raised flags discovered there were wholly vital issues, brought on by a contented sort whose activeness had stemmed his heart's blood flow, inducing fatigue and breathing ordeals, The patterns reached a pinnacle via partial paralysis of his right side, giving rise to a total forsaking of his outer and inner physical roles ... thusly, presence is death, Nigh the unmarked trail, a murder of crows once committed to a scene promptly found lacking, of once earlier did occupy their intrigue, Absent, fled they into hubris bleakness where they'd gather as a portal to puzzle out bodily parts that find their way as a piece of the decay cycle of the unfounded, A zenith star slips off the beaten track from growing shadows, as a scarcity of overhearing California condors takes flight ... *Noncompos mentis (Latin); not having control of one's mind 2022 February 26 *2nd Place* G - Give me a new poem- any form ~~Constance La France: Judged 2022 March 01
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