a march towards yesterday

streak silence encompass the withering oasis
what does it all mean in the end
    a forgotten tomb
it all reflects the stain glass memoirs
it all passes right through
    a weeded garden
two fisted anguish rotten earthed
purpose elongated rotten earthed
future dystopia  rotten earthed
crab shanked warmed rotten earthed
    purity lost on a turned dial knobbed
    formulated discovery ascertained

part over and parted lost
a sequence unforgivable
    a tiptoed triangulated forward marched
    putrid is the alliance
    stumped reveries  
righteous
ambiguous
foot stomped march utopia dreams
forward into the revered seams
onward lost in the river of now
wretched listeners opaque the sound

what of the indescribable things that pass
right into the silence of tomorrow
what of the suffering endured
by the mites and soliloquies
    of a passing moment that lasts
    it lasts
        lasts forever
            head spin moments of glass rattled in the mirrored skulls
a crisp reckoning of lost proportions falling into a dystopian future filled with castaway
crawling onward to a future so unknown but bright as the sun
which doesn’t shine on them anymore

coarse remembermeants cascading into the minds backwards compatibilities
through and through a scorching
a time lapse
                a figure eight of infinites
                    again

which sign leads out
no one notices  they all point in the same direction
they pass unwanted
and follow a hollow skull
 

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[{Angel Redd}[Formerly A..]

It's good, but a little confusing, especially in the first stanza...maybe consider moving the structure around.