Rattle

Crave

My breathe continues

My mind rattles

My soul chatters

It’s loud, our essence

Your being

Our dreaming

Behave

Raw desire meets organized attire

To meet the day

Refrain from play

Enslaved

Thoughts, erratic

Mind, static

Stuck in the desire for a love thematic

A life of purpose

Not guided by the surface

FREE, LIGHT, PURE

No way for humanity to obscure

To steal the essence and beautiful oddities of her

Concave

She clings to voids in her story

Unrealized glory

She sinks into ungrateful purgatory

She sinks into the unknowing

Lower and the rattle keeps growing

My mind rattles

My soul chatters

What is life and why do I matter?

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