Tragedy
Encrypted understanding.
Beckoned initiative.
Your lies are a tragic remedy
to an oblivious fate.
I welcome chaos,
for I have no sanctuary.
Bleed your aura;
Your color is fading.
Supple emaciation;
Your words choke my reality.
I strive toward the unattainable.
Kiss the illogical,
and suffer cruelty at the hands of
my own weakness.
Release me.
We both,
should have just kept walking.
-James Kelley 2010©
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