While humans hindered lights that lit night’s street,
of no sheltering sidewalks solemnly did they greet,
On broken bottled pathways pondering in their time,
for all life’s troubles planted and left behind.
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Refusing, I reeled and remorsed these retractions,
with hollowed heaving in gasping grief,
and my urn an ornament of deflection,
of dour delayments while I paused in patience.

Selfishly, suitors left me lorn in opaque oustings,
when lunar lights descended upon windows open,
and I lain in lost longing for all that is absent,
while windows wooed me closer to my eminent expiration.

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You not necessary ever in overplayed overtones,
A melody so memorable, yet unessential and uncouth,
incanting my opals of catastrophes laid on lenses,
In veils of venomocity they tryingly tear from their curtains.

And you there tall and triumphing so effortlessly endued
with muppetry you placed and played on my existence.
And me not questing for qualms favoured from you
or your ilk inclined to impress on my sordidly soured soul.

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I could not keep my questions,
my quizzical nature of needing,
knowledge of why things were.

How they hurried here this time,
in such comical canters chosen,
they came chancing my company.

And I picking my puzzlements,
these refined emotes unencountered,
of torments you thought therapeutic.

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No towers there trapping me,
nor my heart so horridly bound,
And I not melted in marbled moments.

No faked fallacy,
No whispered want.

With the earth my eternal chamber,
A burial beneath the brandished bodies,
and asphalt not asking of our antiquity.

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So hours slide, slippery through these timbers,
As moments meander in and out of damp doorways,
Lighting left to luminosity of the sun and skies above,
And no showered love sits soundly in these window sills.

This alchemist of aspirated affection adorns her crown,
Of lost virtue, vanity, verbosity in a fashion firmly found,
With tiers of no triumph made in recourse, all remedies rued,
Her inheritance, a throne tyrannically trammelled of what’s accrued.

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No sense
No structure

Hath minds meticulate of nothing known, expired?
Do they transmit void valiancy of non variants?

In uncertain signals
In uncertain urgencies

Versified meters, I volume unread and misconstrued.
And only particulates present, we share as our remains.
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As I seen them soar over my shadowed
sittings, I wished their travels would
welcome warmer weathers, but they
thought summer as no solitude in season.

So all sat seized by these colder breezes,
as beggars without solar celebrations and
how days drifted in longing of laughter,
to heat their hearts alighted and burning.

But chance this dream dared break
the boundaries of reoccuring reality,with
all knowing kindly my violated virtues,and
I not solitarily seeking other’s acknowledgement.

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But I am held here in this dormancy,
and I would not warm the coldest creatures.

For my heart’s hearth is encompassed
and enclosed within these wretched walls,
No visitors vainly seek my sentiments, only vanishments.

Of my arms exposed fall these ashen memories,
of  all that was loved and never requited.

In these trials torments call out names
of loved ones left in anguish and their eyes,
ever eroding my mind in terror of trembling wakes.

With hands harbouring histories of a vacant
vagrant, and all imminency lost to the winds of sorrow.

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Expelled from ears, unwilling
for my merciless devices,
I am but wasted material, meaningless
garments no one would garnish.
Slowly they sear me in half, my soul
no longer my loyal saviour.

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