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Neal Emanuelson
Poems
Feb 2015
Saga of the Lost Savant
In the bitter solace
of this silent abyss
I am not the one I thought I was before
I want to escape
But I’ve punished fate
By myself to be here where I don’t belong
The reasons cease to be
A recourse that appeals to me
I've found naught but a glimmer
[[I found you instead]]
And so I cut away
This decay of flesh and hate
I've been dressed in since I've known my face
I may have hastily
Said this meant more to me
But forever is such a caustic lie
And now you are in me
Accosted and withering
I cut this stubborn sinew
[[I had once called a heart]]
So I bleed to breathe
And bleed to believe
The pain is merely a wake up to the end
To the end of me
A bliss-less eternity
My hands are cold, but my vision never so clear
Now will you call for me
And hear my eternity
The lifeless saga of a lost savant
© 2015
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Written by
Neal Emanuelson
Amsterdam, Netherlands
(Amsterdam, Netherlands)
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