wish I could see it
dissolving in my desperation

I need a figment
to calcify imagination

the way the road feels
just like I remember it

sundown
staring at cemented contradiction

stone hardened
I pardon intrusion
delusional answers of being too startled

the arch of the enemy
need a map to find out why my dreams
keep me running
in a circle of malignancy

I keep a shoebox of dewdrops
muses and hair locks
kisses and missing
the target

the devil’s in the details
beware of bird snares

singing in heaven
composing in hell

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