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I see their silhouettes Melt far into the horizon. Their untimely dance Knows no bounds, No digresses Continuing forward With no pauses. The nymphs have departed And their feet do not hurt Nor do they ever stop. They walk right through me Like the season’s of a year, Like yesterday’s trees That are naked today With a shivering hope For tomorrow’s new embrace. Shadows loom amidst silences Drenched with fever and sweat. Stupefying moments of unbeing Confirm impotency’s pending threat. The nymphs have departed, But their laughter malingers As it creeps through tiny holes And then the ears of some wretched Like me, feigning to sleep, While a bustling pageantry on the street Slithers across from under my feet. It’s almost nine, now I must set my eyes to weep.
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 8:50 PM UTC
The nymphs have departed
I see their silhouettes Melt far into the horizon. Their untimely dance Knows no bounds, No digresses Continuing forward With no pauses. The nymphs have departed And their feet do not hurt Nor do they ever stop. They walk right through me Like the season’s of a year, Like yesterday’s trees That are naked today With a shivering hope For tomorrow’s new embrace. Shadows loom amidst silences Drenched with fever and sweat. Stupefying moments of unbeing Confirm impotency’s pending threat. The nymphs have departed, But their laughter malingers As it creeps through tiny holes And then the ears of some wretched Like me, feigning to sleep, While a bustling pageantry on the street Slithers across from under my feet. It’s almost nine, now I must set my eyes to weep.
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 8:50 PM UTC
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