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Shifting Aether
Twisted wave
Of crushing enigma
Made quick by Lazarusian waters.
And I mean that Biblically.
Smoking guns are fools proof
In this postmodern violence.
What proof is proof
in the face of crushing uncertainty?
Broken and scattered,
Like the modern concept of Utterance.
Where has My truth gone?
Decrepit anxiety,
And existential angst.
The sky makes me queesy sometimes.
Of crushing enigma
Made quick by Lazarusian waters.
And I mean that Biblically.
Smoking guns are fools proof
In this postmodern violence.
What proof is proof
in the face of crushing uncertainty?
Broken and scattered,
Like the modern concept of Utterance.
Where has My truth gone?
Decrepit anxiety,
And existential angst.
The sky makes me queesy sometimes.
Published 12th Oct 2017
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12th Oct 2017 12:08pm
Such an inner expression of human emotion, Alexander. Only a poet could pull that off as insightfully.
Anonymous
15th Oct 2017 2:47am
Jeeezzz dude, yea me too
oh my, what a piece
oh my, what a piece
