alien nationA Poem by indigo
resting atop this heap
of broken images i wink and nod to the great exhausted glory of selflessness GOD (to some) quite aware of the multidimensional unfolding agony wreaking torment in the consciousness of separation for ages ago i was cast out from the garden and condemned to slither alone through shadow spit upon and stoned tattered scathed and bruised i skulked along so cold but still very much alive among countless dried up corpses murderers strangers and thieves around me hissing and howling in nightmare i watched as darkness did descend upon the ever expansive age of alienation © 2013 indigo |
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