A fear of freedom from the known

Revisited, reinvested, recited, not still ignited;

Enlighted, but your frightened…

Yet still,

The day has brightened,

So what do you seek here?

In longing, the search has become liquefied,

Qualified by some form of adjacent paradigms.

Shame or form of discourse;

A distraction or simply a means of life taking course

Question is, whose.

Not yours but theirs, his or ‘ours’, heart or head.

Too deep? Leave it at that,

all that…



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