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Bare Hands, Bare Soul (2016)

Under the satin, misfortune lies with tragedy,

clumsy trains veer off the cold steel repentance;

Puppeteers masquerading lies valiantly,

an adolescence heaven’s bliss of resentment.


Tenants of flesh sentenced to monotony,

empty hands grasping at fading echoes;

identities wiped of crippling modesty,

manifesting as the window’s rattling bellows.


Intertwined burdens of reason and cognition,

speaking in riddles to contradict past ignorance;

a connection ridding veins of addiction,

a mere byproduct of our darkest belligerence.


Plummeting stars of dialogue dream of inspiration,

seeking sanctuary in the written word of a deity’s narration.