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Perspective 2

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Fired headlong into the center of the dead fall.

Impacting upon the very shapes and colors, striking the edge of this confining sphere, the very distortion of sleep itself.

Permeating it, as all that is, was, and will be, splits...  
With a sudden, and massive shock to my nervous system.  

Before my mortal eyes I can only now see with absolute clarity, only the In-Between, far past the world of flesh that I have left behind.

And in an instant becoming that primeval atom.
Ultra dense, with such wisdom, force of pure will, and love that I cannot fathom...

The Heat of it unnerving..

My Logic defined now.

As I smile the smile that ends and begins all smiles. 

Sleeping Sentries awake for the only time.

Statues of dirt and snow 

Confusion takes hold.

Statues of Straw and gold.

Instantly they gain control, alas holding it only briefly before repelled.

I am become Blind, eyes black, one step closer to oblivion...

Blinded by the brightness of a walking star. 

Losing patience at an alarming rate.

The all but forgotten me, once viscously murdered by myself, now resurrected.

Charging, over and over again with the fury of a tormented beast  the sum of all of the rage, suffering, and righteous indignation, as even your hidden dreams are now being stolen away, I have become the sum of it all in the form of but one fool. 

Finally piercing the membrane,  I violently burst forth into being once again, here in the dream that cries out not just for me...

Freeing mankind, and bringing forth a new Human People shining.

Tearing a hole in space/time. 
I can never pass, that is my sacrifice here in the dead fall undone.

And Forever and Ever, This equilibrium fragile as the thinnest crystal, will never release me from its burning clutches so cold.

If I could but achieve a spatial offset with my flesh by a mere hairsbreadth, then this perpetual and horrid configuration of a twisted skeleton would tear itself apart, collapsing the very shape of it, thus freeing me...

Writhing Forever.

I writhe in the dead fall undone.


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You have a depth of mind that

You have a depth of mind that transcends most other poets.

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