Seed

You appear and I bleed I feign caring less, anticipate your leaving and all the inevitable pain

I am no reading eyes, no listening ears My blood is a noisy clang cacophony a selfish hungry beast devouring all 'till real and dream converge and sown words fall on hard stone, on sweet earth

Thy onward march in days of burning light the nights darkening quiet 'till in Thy season of fulness tally to Thy joyful despair

I did all, said all and nothing self scorned, my rank soiled blood look then on me burned and decay send it all to gods, Dear

I deserved nothing despised everything Thy leaving and my staying about everything, I knew nothing Then and now in the days where I have gone.

trumanity, 16 Dec 2022


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