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precious …
days consumed …
before they even take a breath
or wink to waking …
oh the wealth of life so squandered for
white-hot agony behind the eye -
hours stretched to inestimable eternity in
nauseated darkness
unavoidably focused on all that’s not
being accomplished -
all thats left withering in the sun
and all those who resent this beast that
robs you both of precious time
(or you, undeservedly) …
do I not wholly believe in empirical purpose?
do I not relinquish all to its tenets??
yes - in everything, I do …
and yet …
the intendment in THIS neurological monstrosity -
this searing saboteur and
all its chronic collateral casualty
is something I shall never …
ever …
comprehend.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2025
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