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Carrion Crisis

Here I am and remain

again

and once again

Here I stand

or try to

and try to

withstand

but of course I can’t

and I can’t coerce the time

 

Here I lay

in the remains

we stained

and I strain

I writhe, I rot

and am wrought

by my own hands

and hence

I lack yours

and tack more

time spent wasted

and abhorred

my adored

 

Here I am and alone

in the bones

picked dry

of carrion

Here I am and carry on

or try to

and try to

but of course

the sheets are course

without you

and I know

that I knew

or think I did

but I hid it away

and

anyway

Here I am

and there are more

than four walls

this time.

 

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