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Becoming Obsolete
Listening to my hidden self and footsteps loud
and clear, feeling the madness of the dark veil
in the naked expressions of my euphoria.
Bathing myself in vicarious splendor
lusting for tremors of imaginary love
seducing my mind and becoming obsolete
fraying at the seams in my dark boutique.
Being born with a caul without purpose-altering
spaces reflecting empty places
thinking that life is just a window seat
looking out into the dark oblique.
and clear, feeling the madness of the dark veil
in the naked expressions of my euphoria.
Bathing myself in vicarious splendor
lusting for tremors of imaginary love
seducing my mind and becoming obsolete
fraying at the seams in my dark boutique.
Being born with a caul without purpose-altering
spaces reflecting empty places
thinking that life is just a window seat
looking out into the dark oblique.
Published 31st Oct 2024
| Edited 1st Nov 2024
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