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SILHOUETTE OF PLEIADES
Yours was the voice I heard
An echo as refracted light
Through the vacant abstract
Into my wistful mind
Pulled upon my being
Phantom pain
From love to disdain
And back again
Preparations disturbed
Undone as the labyrinthe
I was nigh to the end
To greet denegation
Liquid discord, I seek to drown
Somewhere beyond all eyes to see
From that distant place you call to me
This dusk, elegiac
I gaze upon the setting sun
That took what I'd become
All is still come the night
The wind bore no wings
And the perturbing silence
When no songbird sings
I am kissed by Winter
And memories shape in the void
So very far from my grief
She is gone
Long before the epitaph fades
And I am left to gather dust
Morning once again, skies of lethe
Bereave me of all that I have left
Published 12th Oct 2017
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