And I am displaced
Tossed about
Communing with the rouge
Fragments and splinters
Jumbled among the shards
Are my immediate concerns
Meshed with tomorrow
And mangled by yesterday
The calm finally rests
As my tired limbs pace the labyrinth
The hallow ruin I cherish
That juts sharply into the vacant nightfall
Through the hours they smooth
With each verse Ive slathered
Blobs atop the pale
The shrill scream between the lines
The elixir of stanza
I could no longer bear to contain

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