Discordant Musings
Dwelling
In the arches
Of dark corners that reach
The entombment of my stale mind,
Frozen
In time;
Freshly scarred by
Unfulfilled musings led
By stoic apathy singing
Tunes of
Friction,
Fluctuating
Amidst piercing thistles,
And crucifying vines flooding
My core.
Copyright © Fading Star Silence | Year Posted 2023
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