The Outlier

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Becoming the outlier
Of my own
Raw and tattered flesh

I was hardly fearful
In the grand, quiet
And strange endeavor

Pried
From the lumbering vessel
Of skin, gristle and bone

In a stern
Glossy-eyed
Piercing, blank glance
My unraveling was swift
My undoing was sure

Sent afar
Enrobed, in a blissful haze
As my flesh grew dull
Placid
Grey and numb

Beneath the Untroubled World

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Sewn shut
I can do no harm
With the harbored demons
The grief, I thoughtlessly dispense

Bottled up
For the greater good
My dreams discolor
Enthralled, by their tune of death

On the brink
Swollen
And plagued with despair

The world
Shall fearlessly
Transpire

Feather-light
Upon solace
I hardly know

In flight
From the snares
Of my faithful
And tireless screams

Swollen With Panic and Vitriol

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I sway in the sharp turns
As the engine revs
And veers with little concern

Time
Is beyond my helpless reach
As I endure
The treacherous swerves

Whilst growing sick
With vitriol
Swollen and red
To a loud and fiery brink

Passion
Is swift
To thieve me of faithful ground

To lead my form
Toward the certain doom
Of a lustful, ardent furnace

Where my entirety
Shall surely disband
In hateful, scalding fragments

To slip
Softly
Into a cold remorse

Thoughtfully, listing
At the toll
Of the day’s farewell

The Dream-Afflicted Fool

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I am bound
Bashful and battered
A tottering wretch
The bleary-eyed
Dream-afflicted fool

True to a silence
Spawned, in the horror
The fiery bedlam
Of his waking years

With eyes
Forever sewn to earth
Heaving through time
In the home
Of his fraying seams

Determined
Yet doubtful
In silent panic

Assured
Yet slothful
In eternal distress

The Constant Free-Faller

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The constant free-faller
Is bound for unraveling
In the static folds
Of sloth

As the earth
Drearily wheels along
Through the open void
Endeavoring
In seas, of sequined black

The victim strays
Uninvolved
In this cosmic
Awe-inspiring dance

Clutching firm to solace
In the hazy coils
Of a rogue and tireless dream

After a Series of Distressing Events

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Free from hesitation
I’d surely roam
Devoid
Of burdensome regret

From the guilt-shroud mires
I desperately
Dream of skewering

Charging forth
Into deep blue splendor
In haste, unhindered
By fearful thoughts

Where my words may soar
From the pillowy comforts
Of a full and restless heart

Emboldened with courage
And a fleeting chance
At fair and charitable skies

Beneath the Seeking World

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It is buried
In the caverns
In the dirt
Of my tarnished form

Where the lights
Of the wondrous
And seeking world
Can only dream to cleave

What I keep
As true and bold
Is a sorrowful call
For the glistening surface

Restless
Harrowing
And full

For beyond, they dream
But cannot perceive
Beyond, they seek
But seldom strive to reap