Nominalism
When diamonds turn to ash
Do we
Even recognize this last epiphany
Penultimate of metaphors
We break these lifeless doors of definition
Fill the space
Created in the wake of self-destruction
And, induced to be, we happily accept a fate
And fill ourselves with names of our own make
We claim to span the void
Create it in the origin and end of time
Which passes by
Heedless of all our
Crying
And our deconstruction
As we claim
To have unnamed
Ourselves
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