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Jul 2013
Their voices ask:
What do you want?
(Or, what should you.)
Loyalty, ***, social recognition?
No, something else eats at me.
The conditioning words of those voices
made me think it wrong, that I long to say to her:
Lets be alone together,
Understand each other.

What do I crave? Just her,
To be with her for a moment.
For me, that moment is eternity.
Is this truth really so alien?
A single sentence takes precedent:
Rainy daze in winter ecstasy.
Some days inspiration takes me.

Forlorn with her in grace.
Mydriasis Aletheia
Written by
Mydriasis Aletheia  24/Other/The Empyrean
(24/Other/The Empyrean)   
   --- and Joe
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