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Litost

the mantra drones on
as if
from
an outside source

although
originating
from his own
lungs

eyes closed
swirls of rainbow
color
flood his vision
vague shapes
and formless clouds

drifting floating

in that state
of being
and
non being

his spirit
rises
hovering circling
above the corpus

observing
old man below
arthritic
desiccated

gnarled
by age
and regrets

engulfed
with
litost

his soul
plunges

into
the
default
world

(C)2020 Raibeart Bruis
Written by Kinkpoet
Published
Author's Note
Written for the sprache competition.
Litost (Czech)
Described as “a state of torment created by the sudden sight of one’s own misery.
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