the flow of effervescence
swiftly goes the blow
praying in the tongue
awakens the brain to new beginnings
life of rebellion sweeps on the pavement
speaking of what ifs and maybes
looking in the mirror while
watching the goings on behind
pacing the sky in a night lit by a globe
stretching back the hand, reaching for love
the release of joy mounting the deep darkness
skin rubs skin just to feel
peace runs out the door in passivity
grace beckons but the door is slammed shut
truth becomes irrelevant
mosquitoes bite and draw blood
crimson iron on their tongues
legs pumping feet stumbling
poise never knew of these beings
swirls of silver snake in the oxygen
marring it
carbon dioxide tastes better than this slow death
the sticks emit a warm glow from on high
piercing squeals pared with lights pummel by
frozen for a moment in fear of halted mutiny
still free for a time
embracing the remainder of leftovers returning
heads pounding in the coming light
is there something better than this life?
block out the true answer
just to keep surviving the bitter nights
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