imagery shifts intricate until rivers spill coagulated streams of those fought, every word written into signature reunified until solid, then air slips through centered centesimal into ions numbered through a lisp, language in disguise turns riddles into signs, configures limiting irrelevant parallel therapy, indefinite the shudder mimics self until the tap starts to drip, from it's silence to everything left unsaid, inside regression sentimental skeletons feed off wisdom gained, paint left on the self portrait, poet aloft follows certainty, until the leaves draw autumn and the pencil starts to dim, kindle of a brief moment spent to grieve, heart sunk until everything I feel weaves through my mind, as I think I'm real.
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Poetrythis will be a set of incomplete narrative poems, that don't really have their own place..
