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Intuitive Clones of Progress and Dying
Intuitive Clones of Progress and Dying
Obsidian stones for some contrite emotional relief
Oblivion clones marching in combined technocratic belief
Meridian moans of melancholy surging with existential grief
Davidean tones of allegory forming from a holy belief
The lack of any certainty that defines someone living on the edge
The cracks in processing modernity that leave you lingering on the ledge
Of epistemological thought forms that internally shake and form a philosophical wedge
Between the notion of absurdity that’s revoked as you keep persisting through the dredge
Improvisational expression after structural defeat
Confrontational confession that forces innocence to retreat
Congregational repression that sweeps the gullible off their feet
Recreational intercession as the holy scriptures start to deplete
We consummate the future plan by banning everything but more emphatic laws
While we promulgate the sounds of progress and demand more and more
As we innovate the underprivileged in their loneliness and mass exploit the poor
I try to communicate the brokenness while I ask what all of this is for?
Competitions and renditions of trauma that ask how much have you been exposed to suffering ?
Depositions of technicians that redirect the internet for all its buffering
Precognitions of physicians that diagnose you while they’re stuttering
As they decommission the transitions that they claim need moral covering
Premonitions of grace falling down from a radiant evening sky
Expositions of a face that is always inclined to cry
Inhibitions of the disgraced as they look at who they can now buy
Intuition that is laced with the ability to embrace life before you die
The End Elizabeth Moroz Copyright
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Elizabeth Moroz
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