Clandestine Stool

a Return.

There is not a feeling that burns

other than fear, rage or anxiety

when I am in this sitting place

and this world is a slow septic churn.

:::Returning Home::: by designtu

This is not the apparent grab at self-pity

but is an accounting of a life between choices

and a tearing and pain inside

that quite frankly is nothing other than shitty.

Impossible LOV3 ver.3 by Bluefley

When the heart fears the consequential release of voices

then are those inner powers and energies

misaligned with the indefeasible realities

as plans and wishes are suddenly forced toward all that void is.

Upon this clandestine stool I plan it,

for my return to you is all I dream of.

Come Undone by yuumei
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