"abacination" poems
You are a *******
Disillusioned with reality for lack of significance yet compulsively obsessed with the vapid, the vain and the relentlessly vicious.
Yes, I am a *******
Hiding from the very idea of perspective,
I aimlessly am.
Abacination betters hallucination.
The sore truth aches fantasy,
Not exile.
Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC