Worldly mine

I die for residual enlightenment

talking war faces disturbing silence

the carcass of truth hollowed out by the corrosive lies of conformist fathers

a detrimental state of blank despair

and a mothers wooden arms hold no comfort when wrapped in their cold embrace

the light has seeped out of the sun

forming a fading pool of shimmering lifelessness

with it fades the deeper breath of utopian ideals rooted in a saintly perfection

a gargantuan tree

with a city of death at its feet

and my living corpse crawling upon its leaves

which catch the blood falling from the dreams

upon this I feed

a monolith of worldly fallacy


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