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Raphaelesque Head Exploding - Dali
the emptying of a mind, into the ether
all that was contained suddenly skywards
always to be firmly rejected by gravity
we have to live with the fallout
well someone does
truth ruins the illusion of necessity
spittle ruins the illusion of beauty
timelines can't run two ways just because we now know better
you can't rewrite history
you can only bury the dead
and move on
there's still beauty
still there, in the bright light before nothing –
lingering on the retina
to make sense of forevermore, we need insanity
and everything is clear in the end
once we've passed the point of no return
and learn no more
nothing is new
evidenced by what's etched in stone
and in the inner workings of every dome
rest the lives of those that built it
now silently watching on
in every direction lay the fallen
leaving space
the glorious mourners preach
eventually there is no fight left
only moistened air descending
kissing your cheek with a promise of change
coffee cup stains create crowns from faraway hideouts
the planners never losing a drop or burning their tongue
in the perfect world they build
everyone else gives their all
to fulfil whatever dream they needed to be sold
- those details don't matter
bridges shatter between downcast eyes
everything wriggles
finds its way
once again to a finish line
starting again
a fresh batch, inevitable
for glory
the light doesn't shine long enough
to worry those at the top about mortality
pursuit of legacy ensures they are never finished
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