Despair's Drunkenness
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In a moon landscape, aloof night sprays of light.
A child's eyes well up! Beams of luminescence cling.
Angel marvels and ponders the modern World's blight.
The wispy style of savvy trees boldly veils the evening.
Your parents may not live forever, as they will a day!
The rusted river bangs to the noise of mist plunging,
Meanwhile, re-mixing with the planet's existing vitality!
Sadness, the force of my cynicism, greets me with sorrow.
And if it hadn't been for my injuries sustained sensitivity,
Perhaps the delight I've found in myself will also grow!
Devils haunt the night's fading interior atmosphere.
My gullible mind swings in twirl froths while I bestow.
My sad, strong face wipes the nervous laughter severe.
When will the Universe's beaming embraces adjure?
Written: January 2, 2022
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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