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I'm way beyond

 the insanity
 of my madness

                that sometimes
                         my nights
                     last for days

I stand
in a boneyard

lit by the glare
of past despair


                 v e i l e d

                          in mist and haze
                and neverending days


                                         v i s i o n s
                 illuminate my brain
                 torrents flood my veins


my heart
staccatos its rhythm


               I ' m    a w a r e  .  !
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    .             darkness has never
                         been so clear


a tear trickles
to taste the dust
           at my feet

                my toes are dirty
                there's muck
                under its nails

                my heels are cracked

                                to the earth


I   s e e   b e a u t y   i n   t h i s


                in the dirt  .  !


morphed futures
yet untold


                a n a g r a m s

                of my journey
                conjures new meaning

                                 I've  travelled
                                     so far west
                          I'm east
                         of where I started

                u n d a u n t e d

                by what I've seen


u n s c a t h e d

by its whisperings
and many temptations


                I can die right now
                just to live again

 t o   r e m a i n   u n k n o w n

                         even to myself

to tell my truth
without fear
or favour


                    we're all caught

                                   in this

             C l u s t e r    F u c k

                    dragging anchors
                    in so deep

                    drawing breath

                   i n    t h e    m u d
                                          o f

                                        B o n e y a r d s

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