the only way that you could know more than
all that i have captured from fleeting visions
from memories that do not belong to me
is to catch me falling within the ticking reality
and make them flawfully fated
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deja vus warned of familiarity
of letting conscious control leave
lived and seen through unmisted eyes
themselves dreamy bittersweet blinks
no one must know
but you and i and our moments
Dear Destiny,
thou art but a mistress,
mover of a mere mortal will,
that yet shapes all that you usurp.
let it be..
it is not fate.
i find it not in the stars.
it is only
your reason that
rules over a life.
it struggles still..
towards the Light…
that does not exist.
I await
that heavy handed caress
the earth’s vengeful finesse.
the oblivion i embrace
majestic and all consuming
magnificent when beheld
magnanimous with its tremendous power…
let me have
that thirst to survive
that willful instinctive frenzy
that one last
valiant attempt to breathe…
and wanting to breathe.
the minute
fading
the bit by bit
wearing
tearing
only makes
the rented holes
larger
yet brings
you no way
nearer to its
edge…
it remains
yawning ever wider
but only gnaws and nibbles away…
remaining above all else:
guiltless.
intotheindigo 