Iam driven away by the serendipity of existence and bereavement.

You know when you get some ink on your casing

In memorial of someone whose last breathe

Was taken by the cutter; your obstacles got broken

Where am I going with this again?

Iam amazed by how the light circles the dark in complicated patterns

Like the way our eyes incarcerates the spectrum,

That the rest of the world cannot even figure out.

Iam trying to express the way the cosmos comes collectively,

In arrangement to where its hypothetical to be.

Before bedlam follows and the ends battle and we lose seize of the tethers

Holding us together.


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