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Post by Deepfriar on Nov 10, 2015 22:37:12 GMT -6
Understudy of Light (2015)
Bathed in light where shadows are born The cold and dark foretelling new irony Here on the north side of this solitary oak Where dreams are concealed by green lichen
The upright bastions of proximal hope Meander along the psyche's periphery Ever reaching to beckon are splintered arms Aptly peddling pith of an unknown origin
Distant brooks drone like static white noise Like sound without echo in a cerebral maze Resonating pitch-perfect in a familiar chorus Awaiting an unbiased analysis amid vagaries
Situated among this cacophonous ruse A figure chances a glance at happenstance Once dim, yet this uncanny glow doesn't fade Bathed in shadow, this understudy of light
-Den Frityrkokeren
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