Not For Me
My life is a temple
and forbids conceit
My times confound
and I retreat
I engage the intricate,
I choose to
light my own candle
Switch my comfort's will
to depths I applaud
I test my early morning trance,
seek to conquer nights
Decline to praise a jester
and elect a lonely riddle
My arms cradle mind prisms,
reject nuance
And reveal empty cravings...
I open slights
Insert purity
And embrace
tears sliding down broken realms
My life belongs to me,
as sure a weakened soul
descends to rust,
A slew of warts disguised as fad
are simply not for me
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