Not even a blip on the empty screen ~ Saturday, September 26, 2026

As if to disappear without a trace

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, what lies
skies open, the clouds part, every day strife

inhibits affection, trauma and stress
focus on survival, observe the laws

together, to gather autumnal leaves
observe the bullets fly, they try to strafe

distant objects as observers of bliss
ignorance and folly without wisdom
simply to disappear, no scent of cloves
and crushed cardamom pods for spiced coffee
pretend a legacy is meaningless
pretend a factory to make taffy
embraces a medium scrying glass
answers from a mirror, darkness so dim
receive the clairvoyant message, no doubt

without a trace of disbelief, suspend
influence in judgment as a fiction
thoughtfulness requires wars not be fought
habit cuts off an arm with a handshake
observe harmful habits on the one hand
until the blood flows out, no reaction
tour a facility for the insane

asinine to imagine what a joke

tragedy on the other hand keeps down
realistic ideas to make progress
as to implement all for one, the strewn
cells of bubonic plague, death without class
empty the heart of hope, your fleas are mine

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