Open Poetry #45 |
To Be Human |
Elias Nevermore Member
since 2007-11-03
Posts 152 |
Revolutions of an unhinged wheel come crashing down upon those who feel. Emotions, lies that weigh us down, are crowns upon our heads, concealing our inner sins. Anatomic beings of feeling are heathens to the hierarchy of seeing, what life means in regards to sense and the constant flow of time in the present. These hands of hatred caress those in duress, only adding fuel to the fire that burns within the fabric of their skin. So let these revolutions swirl around my unhinged head, for my body dwells within a vortex of sin that drags me farther down the path that leads all men to their deaths. "Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, |
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