Exiled

Exiled

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton

Falling from an edge,

realms meet;

No harm can reach me here.


Realigned chaos - perfection.

Blood drips from heaven;

Shower me with the tears - the fallen.


Your love can't save the world;

into the arms of despair, run!
Benevolent entities.

© 2013 Phillip J Clayton


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Added on November 6, 2013
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Phillip J Clayton
Phillip J Clayton

Jamaica



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In the professional space, I am almost a diety... I say that with the greatest of humility. In my personal life I am frail and a primitive man... Self-actualization is not all it's cracked up to be. .. more..

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