Heartfelt.

​Among people you are distant, awfully hesitant, for there are expectations terribly broken, sensitivities more heartfelt, breathing inside decaying particles, apparently insignificant yet ignited by  the sincerity of action  and the honesty of perspective. A grave well dug yet unbelievably shallow, a doubt slightly tarnished, for even hate and retaliation to exist, passion and persistence …

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Morbid.

​I'm sitting again in this broken ride, Travelling distances vast and slow, Adjoining pieces from a soulful scatter, Setting places up,  Bringing fields to vision, When there are ruthless knives That strike inside. When there are scars still fresh, Wounds that still bleed. When there are questions too deep, Resting in voids And reasons too …

Deathlessness

Feet propped high, Well above her deflated being, He sits with a bemused expression, A lavishly expensive smile, Pasted upon his plastic skin.   A sordid shield, Labelled 'elite' hanging around his neck, Rugged strings forming depressions against his lousy skin, Sitting retired and loose, Against his rotten bones.   A master-like expression evident in …