Evermore
After planting a seed
in fallow ground
a saint,
grew a forest
of imagination
another,
advocate of devils
shoved their foot,
through the door
of unconscious delusions,
hoping reality leaked through,
to start its seep
petals of pine,
pour,to soften
realities hard road,
tarred in primrose
a daisy
birthed
to life
freed
from the matrix
soaring to
merge,in the body corporal
complete,
a substance,
that breathes in shimmer
evermore
closing the door,
to delusions masks
on the petals
of one Daisy
memoirs
of time,
trail a wake to
eternity
and one hand
scribbles,
evermore sure
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