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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Arts · #1354993
With portals everywhere, what makes my glimpse worthy of anything?
A triumphant spray of bloodied hands,
Bursting through drowning weaves of wealth -
Jealously apparent, abidance imminent.

The exhibit ignored by a beastly lump,
Carrying bravado too heavy for plastic stallions -
Searching for assurance, finding only penance.

Spring blooms, Autumn ebbs, affections erase;
Jailing two by silence to a terrace -
Watching the mustang, admiring his ignorance.

Ashen clay sheets smoothly above,
Cold and indifferent to the prisoner’s plight,
He watches the artists return to dust,

Expecting the rest.
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