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the unbearable fear!
our white washed reality's
thin veneer
is pealing away
revealing the bloated
rotting carcass underneath
spewing dense shadows
& gnashing it's teeth
wailing helplessly the Word

the Word that man
has uttered throughout the ages
on various stages
& through the oppressing bars
of desolate cages

the very Word  
that brought us forth from the dark
now haunts our dreams
only passing our lips
through midnight screams

with a jolt
we bolt upright
out of our narcosis
paralyzed by fear
how did we get here?
K Balachandran Jun 2018
monsoon casts a spell,
nature  subdued hibernates;
but wild is the wind!
Zero Nine Jun 2017
I want you to love me
like you loved me when we met.
After time and experience what's love
but a nebulous concept? I'm all yours.
Clutch my searing sparkle, while it's yours,
like your ardor is too voracious to contest.
I'm all yours. I want you to love me
as the moment's past, like you've
endeavored to make the moment last.
Had I ever adored
another sacred satellite
more, I would have left
but I'm permanently
pulsing in narcosis on the floor,
dead devoted, waiting for the wanton
conflagration to return.
.....

This one's for you.

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