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THE RORULENT WOOD

 
'Forced into the dream
The staircase aethereal
Gravitational lense
Repelled
From the center I reach for'
 
 
Deceptive trace
A trial to face
The fragile place
Inside the pocket
You cannot stop it
Not if you want it
 
 
I see the lone handprint
Gravity streaks
A new fixation every hour
To seal the leak
 
 
To wait
The nature of loss
 
 
Fierce winds cry
Over the grave I linger
Pools inside
This well of sadness
Empty night, submission
To the oppression
Of the sun
 
 
Hymn for no listener
Woods of mourning scrape the sky
My health a cistern
As I, undaunted, bleeding dry
 
 
After this Summer rain
My name is dead
It is I who remains
Rorulent
 
 
And you hear laughter darken the room
 
 
In pale company, a trial failed
Pressed upon the mirror
Pulled to the floor
The blade falls
 
 
I juxtapose the door
My soul that is closed to invitation
Clear, a helix 'neath my feet
Rising up from my vexation
 
 
A spoken name
To pass the blame

 
 
'I steel myself against the pressure
Of the waterline, inhaling like a void
To become one with what empties it
This damned lake where I have died
 
 
I cannot escape
Not from joy or hate
 
 
I long for what purgatory offers
As the world I have rid myself of
Never quite moved on'
 
 
Dark dreamer, I am there
The tangible paradox
Poison of my embrace
Stealing what I couldn't save
 
 
A farewell...
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