I have quelled habitual boredom
With endless degrees of whoredom
Until the moment time reciprocates
I have sought for essence
In fabricated presence
Acquainted with the past far too late
Denial in this endless contract
Cut off from making contact
Mismeasuring each and every effect
Considering this play my dreaming
Story order form and redeeming
Capital kept only for the elect
See I did myself in you
This other charity granted to
Being in the eyes of another
For which I left an open gate
To keep us in this cursed state
With sky my father and earth my mother
Though it was prayed with words clear
Through glass darkly seen this mirror
Wisdom granted upon decision
When sought with earnest care
And every haste made fair
Sealing the evidence of each incision
About the Creator
Shane Eide
Shane Eide is an author of fiction, essays, aphorisms and poetry. He edits and writes at emergenthermit.com as well as The Burning Block, an ezine.
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