Finding myself bereft
I ceased searching
Hungered in silence
Waited for naught
But a wan-faced psychopomp
To deliver me honest
Into a hell of my creation
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You stood
In Charon’s stead
Hand extended
Belligerent, hopeful
Willing to forgive
Those sins
Which are rightfully mine
Those sins which honor
Addiction
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I do not understand you
Dear heart
For you are everything
And I nothing
Why do you stand
With your needle and thread
Tightening seams
That yawn in submission
To an indiscreet madness?
Why do you linger
When all others have strayed?
There is no diamond
In anthracite concealed
You have seen me
So I implore you turn away
Before failure revokes
Everything
That we know of love
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