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Life eclipsed

Dispersed to winds

Strewn ‘cross soils

consumed by entropy

energies transmuted

accretion of wounds

layering upon thine name

like dusts of darker breathless time

Bemoan the deeper truth

languished this poisonous feeling

a grief-like trenchant qualia

swarming an indiscernible rot within

This pattern of nostalgia is clouded

yet pleasurably ossifying in effect

Fall… to lunacy

spirits-soaked-soul haunted to the bone

by this grave I’m digging… every day

Memoir to the author

what seeding weakness beget this forgery

rapaciously dour in spiteful rage

a history circled as prey by the lofty hands of rivals

Passions destitute, reflections empty

Cursed | Haunted | Baneful -

(but this) putrefaction unto thy petty one

Illness overtakes me

(insofar) as thou art truly sick

Purity of your conviction

notwithstanding annihilation

And yet, this onslaught of word

suffocates with perpetuity

Draped in woe

Laid to rest - never forgive.

Oft-returning

In madness or melancholy

In madness or melancholy

To be my own ghost