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A Familiar World Moved An Inch Off-Center
The world shifted and here I stand
A tired and lethargic man
Who demos death to avoid life
It hurts to think, just close my eyes
A crippled cell ruined the richest man
And the poorest isn't safe now
A gaping pit formed under their feet
A frosty giant awaits
Burning home, left alone
Their snowy corpse was white as bone
The world shifted and here I stand
Empty of heart and brain and hand
Inflexible yet rubber-made
A mighty oak born within shade
They cried for hours over our best friend
For whom they lusted
A polyphoric fungus feeding on
Whoever would listen
Live decay, turn away
Sinking deeper every day
The world shifted and here I stand
In a kingdom of rust and sand
Off-center and endless of height
Upon this throne of blackest night
The world shifted and they're all gone
Vanished within the rays of dawn
Caught making love with death and rot
So here I stand, it all for naught.
Copyright ©
Derek Chos
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