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A digital cut and paste poem that reads: Damn it all; / Forsake / me. / I am / not the answer / infested with almosts / that I have become / bring the blade down, / hate by love; / Is it curable or fatal? / a sick person, I am / a step sideways and / disoriented / from myself, / am I captured. / By force am I / something stirred, / too fast too fast, / is the world without / an empty space, / what enters a black hole / would scream in terror. / a sky filled with / dark smiles, / that I am pulled into / Oh, / Please Burn / Tell me a story / though I know it / can destroy me, / dare / draw down / the scene / Celestial / How / it cries / to sink again / from the stars. / riddles, / brutalizing, / double-binding; / I am drowning. / voices in song / fevered / and / stormy / with solar glory / the quickening flow of / their foreboding / with / lunacy ever / completing the pattern / without sense! / where is up or down, / on that perilous / way, / whatever it is..!

Composed on the 27th of October 2025.

I intend to eventually revise the visual appearance of this one to be more in line with my newer work.

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