“You are beside me. All around me. But how I wish, you were … here … ”
emitting no decisive light
crushed into dust of sorrow
A lifetime lost in prison
or the death of faith
nothingness
sovereign men dwell therein,
behave like starving creatures
(nightmares)
preventing him from sleep/retreats/sacrifices
and ends
an elixir of resurrection
lives transfused with light
yes, dawn is breaking
for his life
Vision in mind/imagination
floating in narcotic waves
Nights of the desert/ fanged serpents
mirages of a wasteland
secured in hard knots
A discordant hum of human voices
drawing to a close
A painful, suffering body that calls for rest and peace-
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