.
the sneering observation... ... ...





.


'...it'd be so much easier if you were still engaging
in the starvation realm


of'(defying) 'existence...'...



.


in this now
that is laying itself in the cradled palms
of my cringing
hands


(instead) i am

choking on the desiccative.raindrops of such

a thought


here

in front of the tangible
mirror
all of the vocalised healing
the labyrinthian mechanistic
systems neuro.netted in my brain
are culminating themselves into the recognition
of the physical implications
they have created
incarnated
twisted.restricted
tied.preservationally

tight

in the present i present my self unto

unveiling exposed naked bare
child.like in physical nature
stoic in incapacitated fractures
rigid in restrictive

stance.

cringing at the iciclic
dripping through the drainpipe of my

spine


defiant.
unrevolving.
restraining.
in uninviting pretentiousness

subterfuge outlines the candlestick of the silhouetted shadow
still
prevalent in the vertebral secrets secreting themselves upon the

pages

of the mirror
in the hands of this

day


unfolding her years between the fingertips of

what is
and what is (k)not


crawling on the bare knees of

raw


in be tween the minutes of microscopic monstrosities and
mole.hilled atrocities

the colours bleed

and drip in to


a reflective formation





that i need to


look


a t
and s i t with


if this is ever to be any thing more than



what it




presently is


.
.
.

...the biting revelation...





there is still


much growing to be grown...








'...and you still do not have to


do this on your own...'...








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