this day once more

no longer
does it brand your flesh

by numerary token

and me

i plunder through
haphazard pleas
bound for my prized mound of dirt

perhaps that was what they meant

when they teased
of it not hurting

alas, here

heir to this godless realm

where only carbon
carves out truths

with soot
upon a furrowed brow

implore of ids empty ends

tortured by our own devices

ever breaching
breathless flight

in torment


left alone
to tend these voids

piling sands
to no avail

through the strangled
lens of vitral

all retires
without return

by the silent voices

words upon a ceaseless wind


throughout the absent well

of our discrepant minds

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