7 sierpnia 2021
The Nightmare
Had wanted it to happen,
without me.
Remorse was turning against
the self. It was growing very large.
You could feel the enormity of a
suicidal microcosm, enveloping you in its borrowed light―
and rugged terrain.
The peace― it was absolutely absent
in the myriad stars, earthen lamps,
the ethereal beauties of unspoilt hymns.
The spirit was gone. It was all
a floating skeleton of man searching
for the real legs, natural eyes, and
a roving heart.
I wanted to pause, in the penultimate
explosions, when the tornado
dies and I would wake up.
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