irresolute heroes

irresolute_heroe_poem

The heroes, or the emission.
happiness and earthquake
the sound soars
blindly behind curtains
of my perception

there are pieces
that I have forgotten
about myself
like the blackened scar
of shell beneath a foot
in morbid beach

reality?
a beauty.
insufficient
recently creating
the drug that fixes me

there have been lauds
highly articulate sources
floundering as brush stroke
in broken verses

to age!
furthermore
alive heavy with struggle
and purely irresolute.

 

 

 

Nihilis
tic Poe
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