Lost As I Lay In This PonderanceA Poem by Max Meuniermoments fall to reform fusion beckoned by the unseen eye circumstances born so fragile each as finite as its forebear ever veiled by evolution time doth stretch to sate the soul figments framed by fate's affliction hindmost as fiction extolled every infinite horizon looms in skies of false allure elements extenuating the consequence of our domain lost as i lay in this ponderance fraught with inferences infernal searching for illusive answers heedless of our prodigal errs for though our thoughts know boundless breadth they hail from void intangible given to forgo somatic sensories in wastrel wont let me then release this burden grasp the urgency emerging from infancy to all eternal implications most profound https://maxmeunierpoetry.wordpress.com/2016/10/06/lost-as-i-lay-in-this-ponderance/
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Added on October 6, 2016 Last Updated on October 6, 2016 Tags: max meunier, poetry, ephemerality, life, death, existence, philosophy, introspection Author
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