telepathy


a sorrow-laced miasma
the inhalations of soul chasms
threshold agony awaiting
lost unconscious integrating
words which yield
to the moldings of a crystalline telepathy
the grandeur nevermore diminished by ignominy
left powerless and immured by the oxygen we breathe
shall we...
dare we...
claim our spirit-borne humanity?
throughout the chutes of egress
echo wisdoms inexistent
for yesterdays of commonplace
which scream for every minute
lost in future lost uncertain
as to where its feet shall plant
but bear the nightmare
of another childhood it can’t
subtle voices from such blackest
shadowed burrows
of the soul unrecognizable
to human eye to human heart
the manifolds in skin-restrained dirigibles
electro-masquerades so indivisible by zero
as if they’re real
thoughts which yield
to the holdings of a serpentine menagerie
the wishful sinful evermore disillusioned with eternity
left innocent and immune to the suffering we bleed
shall we...
dare we...
claim our spirit-borne humanity?
throughout the ancient epochs
query wisdoms of a realm
of tomorrows born in yesterdays
where silence overwhelms
the apostles’ disenchantment
with acumen summoned forth
to resolve time’s mirror-image
of forevers nevermore
souls which yield
to the foldings of a dissident infinity
the fingerprints of ether inked upon our destiny
left for dead and unimportant but surviving in decease
shall we...
dare we...
claim our spirit-borne humanity?




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