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THE MADNESS OF GENESIS

 

 

I STARE AT FORMS IN THE DARKNESS NOT SURE IF THEY HAUNT ME OR I THEM

I LIE PIERCED BY THE FRAGMENTS BITTERLY REMINDING ME OF THE DREAM I LIVE IN

I TWIRL IN A RAIN OF INTOXICATING COLOR WHILE IT FOOLISHLY IMAGINES ME SUBDUED

I DECIPHER MY PLACE IN THE COMPOSITION ONLY TO KNOW THAT INDEED I BELONG NOWHERE

 

YOU GLOW ON THE SURFACE STILL IN THE ABYSS I SHALL SLOWLY DESCEND

YOU REST CUDDLED BY ORDER WHEN IN CHAOS AGAIN I WILL DWELL

YOU PRESUME TO FULFILL ME THOUGH EMPTY I REMAIN

YOU FEEL SOLELY REVERED YET RENOUNCE YOU I WILL

 

LET ME CHERISH YOU WITH THE INTENSITY FOUND ONLY WHEN YOU WILL BETRAY

LET ME SHAPE YOU AND MOLD YOU THOUGH THE FORMLESS I YEARN

LET ME FIND YOU FOR I CRAVE FERVENTLY TO LOSE YOU AGAIN

LET ME LONG FOR YOU CERTAIN THAT LONGING IS MADNESS

 

AND IN MADNESS I REACH FOR YOU COMPLETELY ABSOLVED IN YOUR GAZE

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ALEXANDRA DIEZ

2021

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