Note: The poem was originally posted on my Patreon account on May 31st of 2018. I am currently planning to post a new poem to my patreon account each day for patron exclusive reading and on this blog one week later for public viewing. If you’d like to see these poems when they are first put up then please consider pledging to my patreon page.
From the ashes I rise still clinging to my insides
The judgemental eyes that dare to circumcise
My very being and prevent me from seeing
Hearing and feeling and smelling and tasting
Only being a being foreseeing the waking dreams
Frozen in place only thawed with inferno
Internal strife for most of my life
Soft as feather yet sharp as a knife
Multiple wives yet one continuous love isolated from all else
Herself hold no fortune or wealth
But remorse for herself and no means of help
Yet many means to help from nothing but Hell
Words are sweet yet bitter and sour
Read in a minute and sting for hours
Nobody’s words as impactful as ours
No money is left for the ferryman abound
Thus left in the river styx to swim out or drown
Consigned to drift in the endless sea of monotony
Or risk eternity in dreadful company
Instead to rewrite reality as one’s own duplicity
Thieving and stealing turned racketeering
Inversion of subversion towards the new mouth
Biting the feeding hand turned upside down
Then starving to death of regret
Dousing the corpse and igniting
Repeat and rewinding
Rise from the ashes only to get burned again
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