Limbo

LimboThe thread that defends

Against an immutable collapse

Is the same one embracing

My wind pipe

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I cannot afford my weakness

Not even in disclosure

To believe my madness

Is to become that which I fear

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Idleness is prognostic of death

Indeed are they not synonymous?

There is no remedy forthcoming

No hand or heart to cushion

Only a Tiffany blue sky

Painted clandestinely

Over an omnivorous maw

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We are alone

In a universe that consumes

Alone in limbo

Hell is envious

And heaven chained

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There is no greater vulgarity

Than a dying man

Who can neither fight nor fall

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