ire of yesterdays

“it was i”

spoke the ire
of our yesterdays

fleeing
on the fleeting fiery sun

all-consumed
by the ruins of the apogee

long into the sea
it surely sunk

we resigned
to thus conspire

by the bleakness
of a burden

only words ambivalent
could ever shun

forever mired

in a tireless aver

naught

lest bygone reveries
confer our sum

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