Indignation

It spoke to me so.

Keys released and found, to the open doors

Whilst spaces between lost which means

Empty, with gradual indications

Relations and interpersonal lacking

Rationality to fault, lest felt inside and alternative

Source of serious Orion belts

Exclaiming indignation for which

Political technicality and mace to the face of desire lay feather

Inside of the gross humor of which comes to one naturally

One might find that sense of nothing, of the likes one can find before

Because quite frankly, nature has an intended course

One which is least understood by its most prominent of creations

Forever shall it be.

Author's Note