The self-monitoring mentor of masochistic mentalities
Has been consoled by the words of the anti.
They've soothed and softened doubts derived
From solidarity and brim-filled shandies.
These lenses of repugnance
Were though welded to my eyes,
Yet they were glued by the adhesive of indulgence.
But it was a beauty requested
Out of resilience to life jest,
That would mark and improvement
From the day hence.
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Relapses of outdated modes of method
Creep into the cracks of progression.
Those theories once posited
Have now been closeted
And visitation is much too rare.
The paint to conceal those cracks of sanity
Did not have time to dry.
Those arbitrary heavens
You idolised for their normality
Have shut and locked you outside.
All you will muster
Is fleeting glimpses;
Reminiscences of such, sporadically.
Weigh up the peaks and troughs of living,
In the outlooks of condemnation.
Discard beliefs that propose a standard
With satisfactory, irrelevant grandeurs.
Need
a internal bandaid. I relare
interesting word weaving!
CKK
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