The hungry
and the
the hunted
The visions
we never see
The fleet
and
fastidious
The ones
terminally ill
in turbidity
Where flare
the hearts
synchronize
The words
form meek
and criticize
But they
wind up
wounded
Not even dead . . .
the included are
excluded
The complex
complicity
swirling
The truth
comes down
a barreling
All around
occupies
deep
inside
the place
Drains the tears
he's had
to learn
to face
Now
he leans upon
the crutch
the vacuum
of years
Looking into the
mirror
Peers into the face
Petrified
he is bound
left standing
out of place
He has
no answers
Just the
dismay found
upon his face
Desperate
for a reason
why
But nothing
comes
near nor nye
just the image
of the fossil
in his eye
Sep 19, 2022
Sep 19, 2022 at 10:02 PM UTC
The hungry
and the
the hunted
The visions
we never see
The fleet
and
fastidious
The ones
terminally ill
in turbidity
Where flare
the hearts
synchronize
The words
form meek
and criticize
But they
wind up
wounded
Not even dead . . .
the included are
excluded
The complex
complicity
swirling
The truth
comes down
a barreling
All around
occupies
deep
inside
the place
Drains the tears
he's had
to learn
to face
Now
he leans upon
the crutch
the vacuum
of years
Looking into the
mirror
Peers into the face
Petrified
he is bound
left standing
out of place
He has
no answers
Just the
dismay found
upon his face
Desperate
for a reason
why
But nothing
comes
near nor nye
just the image
of the fossil
in his eye
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