Gone

gone is the gloaming that granted my voice
momentary machinations of metered mirth
succumbed to simplistic sentiment
presenting in prose and preempting

redemption returning to reliquary
shelved, i delve back into these depths
bereft of bliss borrowed
left to sorrowed shades of living

erstwhile visions have vanished
now banished and burdened
outlandishly bound by sounds
since staunched along trails of
stuttered utterance