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argus Feb 2015

Tonight I dance alone, in my red robe.
Alone, with what I have come to let haunt my mind.
The temple of solitude is breached.
If I am the Soliloquist,
I have too many voices within me to be heard.
If I am the Sciamachist,
I have too many enemies to hope to win.

Tonight I dance alone, because pleasure eludes my mind.
Alone, excommunicated and,
in some sense,
left behind.

#alone #mind #red #voice #enemy #haunt #soliloquy #robe #sciamachy

argus Feb 2015

a ghost you can see

Our rope is worn,
and soon we will each be left alone;
only ghosts of what we had once been.

Perhaps it was my pride and your
inability to communicate anything
beyond the objective that stifled
our flame and brought end to our name;

Perhaps we are both to blame.

Lately, I've had this sensation of losing touch with my body. I feel disconnected and estranged from it, more and more frequently. The face that looks me back in the mirror is always alarming.

#mind #body #connection #firstpoem #losing #ghosts

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