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- pro delicto - 2022-12-25
Nagging at you like a sibling poking at your shoulder in an attempt to bug you.
no longer feeling comfortable in your own skin, a paranoia of insects crawling all over. No matter how hard you scrub and cleanse, they will never reduce, just reproduce.
a balloon being rid of its air, an enclosing space, no escape, the exit held close by the finger tips of an unanimous synapses creature.
the lens deteriorates, ceases to exist as the world crumbles before the cornea.
No place is far enough away to free you from this torment and taintedness. To rid you of what you now can't retrace, reverse.
Visiting that very place, seeing that very face, that very thing of which remains a trace
another stab between the ribs.
Cain, punished to spend the rest of eternity in tribulation for removing the light from the eyes of his very own brother Abel. Thousands of attempts, not a single suicide would relieve the pro delicto.
Pro delicto, a feeling spoken of in insignificant words, yet the feeling is stronger.
pro delicto to protect yourself from the semiosis of the word that has a closer meaning to your soul.
hearing it is solemn, talking about it is solemn, feeling it is solemn.
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Consistent, Inconsistent Mind
PoetryA collection of poems from my consistent, inconsistent mind.