A Total Mockery, He Gets The Joke.

Assuming what we’ve been told,

we’ve just been playing the role.

Drifting beyond the

social shadow,

He fancied

the metaphysical,

not the manufactured

layers

of our existence,

where the Ego

our ego,

insatiably

urges

something to hold on to

outside

outside

beyond its

natural form.

Resisting the

Malleability,

He immersed himself into

the ever seductive,

deepest layers of irrational intimacy

where

time collapses,

oh, maddening

aesthetic dance!

[they don’t know the truth].

A different kind of bliss,

transcending semantic impulse

your pages still decorate

the corners of my brain.

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