there is a limit to these words
over-used
and under-spent
without the power to navigate
this most potent life
shadows to the flesh of feeling
now a corpse of deepest yearning
they desert me here
standing in this hall
sanctified polite
with only frayed and misfired readings
to pierce a work of reason
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- laney2217
- I think too much. I wonder at the world, space, time, the universe, all of it.
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