Monday, August 10, 2020

Unaffected Cosmos

 

between forces upon a spectrum we make decisions. the mind is a collage filled with lines where understanding is barraged. it was so much heaven while we understood where we knitted our schematics. the feeling is unlit. lions are uncaged. we watch where we feel destroyed. so many fires or dreams such as we would like; or many more hopes while executed where we hope to breathe. walls are confrontational. a man studies his place in life. while we qualm over something trivial. to what extent before it hurts or what extreme before we wail? so close in it such depth of reason while sodden in spirit-marrow. by heart to have survived or death to have resurrected or pain to have cherished life. so much fluff or cotton at our minds undressed. to come so near our mistakes, to rinse our consciences, or to feel stressed where negotiations are curt. but crumbs or particles or rumors with truths. but emotion or fire or furious frustration. such deficit in a person such ruthless realization while a man might sit in mud. to desire unfeeling or something gelid if it seemed by benefit. where dungeons are sentient or skies are deliverance or risking the unaffected reality. by dirge or nightsong by interior or shallowness while essence is gnawed gently. if to know certainty, as it lingers in chains, if to feel security as more than perception.

The Sentiment

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