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Shoeless

Faceless

Glaring

In the pale shadow of an eternal light

A hand shakes off the dust

Yet again it settles

Upon a brow.

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The shackles of love

Binds

Like calligraphy upon

A page.

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A prayer

Reclusive

Breaches the heavenly summit

To where mercy

Clings amid the twilight.

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A yawn

Overtakes a breath

An apology

Awaits another rendition

Graceful gestures

Only to liquefy into dew.

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Amongst my friends

I rise like a totem

Alas, into the trenches

I now call my home

-

I soak in the soil as it

Cleanses me of my sins

Reborn I recline bare

Naked without a whim

-

A man they once called me

Yet so much I neglected to prove

Now I know how to be that man

As truth begins to envelope me.

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The darkness

Blankets

Days muted

Words muffled

-

Fleeing

There goes the soul

Such abandonment

Yet the body

Remains

Intact

-

These limbs belong to another

And my palm is wet

From hesitation

-

Who am I

The speaker

Of verse

-

A child of hope

Perhaps

Or of wantonness?

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Silent

Besotted

Depraved of a voice

Love tackles me

To my knees

-

I begin with another

Familiar story

But my mind recoils

To speak.

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And so life goes on

Without the daily remedy

Of purification

The night proves hard to defeat

As hours are mimed

-

Dreams vaporise

Dawn begins its charge

To all those at hand

Believers

Of faith or fortune

Arise and be summoned.

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Wrenching

At the possibility of happiness

Quenching

The thirst that never satiates

Melting

Upon the superficiality of it all

Splitting

The minutest of details that life summons

Rendering

A true belief to be false

Alas to be me

Is to be someone else.