the rancid aftertaste of memory’s repast

consumed by this
vigorous rigidity
crystalline thought shards
pierce the tenebrae
between happy sadness

thoughts go sideways
as reality
slipslides into
the recurved confusion
of conflicting
narratives
of truth as experienced
and fantasy embellished

curled into the waves
a contusion of confusions
cast aside with
malicious disdain
then romanticized
by the emotionally vacant

ever vigilant against
defunct adorations
an ever shrinking spiral
into a cyclical malaise
of diminishing returns
avoiding potholes gaping
across this mercurial tenebrae
between happy sadness
dancing on the crestfallen
waves into serendipity
without a hazel tinged
glance to the past

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