Sunday, November 2, 1997

Bummer

These eyes,
scorching
long hallway perspectives
through long hollow sockets,
cursing me with
soothing sunsets
as well as
unimaginably gruesome vomit pit visions of countless rusty deaths.

and sadly these
varied and fantastic views
can only be received
from atop a cold soul-less mountain
look-out post banishment,
and all of these
varied and fantastic truths
are condemned to rot
forever
in the hopeless endless confinement

of me.

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