Thursday, August 31, 2017

Continuous tilted dream
Writhing happy pains within
     Angry unopen single groveling cyclopes eye
Kilowatts measure the algorithms of your tears
Never shed invisibly seething and imaginary
Harbinger frets of hopes daring to scream
Disgracing the night as terrors
We wake in puddles of...
Fear; preying upon us
As if we could hide...
From anything
Or...
Anyone...
Even the most dishonest mirror
At a moment's weakness reflects our pains
When the courage we portray all but...
Fades... To shadow
Cryptically measured
In light's hidden watts...
As questions disguised as temperate Minotaur 
We cannot ever begin to escape

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