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Myths & Tragedies

Razor blades rolling out
in dice like movements
from distance undefined

in the

Darkness
of
your

Mind -

Rolling - tumbling
in
slow motion time

Deceptively
confined
to

Reason without rhyme,

What we see
across the surfaces
of the eyes
that consume the faces

Is

The capitulation
of
continuation,

As one generation
creeps
&
seeps

Into

The subsequent generation,

To generate
&
recreate

This

the

Myths
&
Tragedies,

Tragically/

Comically/

Comedy.