2
ears from canyons echoes
minds halo construction
what deed they have made
center me on thier stage
watch as they applause
me in my rage
these shapes
have engulfed my mind
one jagged edge at an time

time has trinkles to me from it's
resolution
not
of
an
word

consolation or karma
this is your prize
that witches words have an effect on you

we hang here partial
with our fingers
under
this
rope around my neck

sorry we jumped from the chair no
if we can just get it scooted back over here

none of that matters
if
you
just
watched them die

this consolation prize
of
life
congratulations
now breathe death
shove your
better
than
me
face me

with words
you fake poets
you people
with no
Teacher
who
am
i

of the untaught
to sit and write
of
my
love

and be mocked
take me
here
you
fools

what paper have you
what book could you have hurt
in
my
mind

if only me
i
am
nothing
but

by my prayers
to
the
only
God

I
am
set
free

if
you
feel me
crawling
that's just
thier
edges
falling
?















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