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Move as though on castors Swept in to subdued void Pierrot lacking puppet master Shrunken waxwork melting             I rivet in two eyes black blue             For a scrap of validation             Mirrored tunnel dark chute             Deep abysmal contemplation Blether. Prattle. Jabber on Deaf ears nescient; inattentive Blithely callous their indifference Never yet shall be emotive              A flashlight glare. A glint?              Volt? Amp; electric neuron              No never see; pulse, or breathe              Frigid flesh left life extinct. ©pofacedpoetry (Billy Reynard-Bowness 2018 – All rights reserved)
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Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 8:20 AM UTC
WAITING
Move as though on castors Swept in to subdued void Pierrot lacking puppet master Shrunken waxwork melting             I rivet in two eyes black blue             For a scrap of validation             Mirrored tunnel dark chute             Deep abysmal contemplation Blether. Prattle. Jabber on Deaf ears nescient; inattentive Blithely callous their indifference Never yet shall be emotive              A flashlight glare. A glint?              Volt? Amp; electric neuron              No never see; pulse, or breathe              Frigid flesh left life extinct. ©pofacedpoetry (Billy Reynard-Bowness 2018 – All rights reserved)
On entering "that" room! the "chapel of rest", mortuary, morgue.....and looking for something...anything....a sign, some life, some electricity.....nothing left! Waiting...for...nothing!
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Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 8:20 AM UTC
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