caricatura

awakened
with echoes
of a vague recollection
carresses that stroke
a sheath held long and punished
those imprints left behind
a sensation best hid
from the all knowing eyes
of a sun

fallen
through and free
down layers
of buttressed empathy
it's bliss worn and frayed
no longer taking visitors
towards the memory of
sentiment

saddened
by the view
of heals of devotion
wandering afar and astray
the connections
but a dream of withered lust
that curdles the blaze
of sanity

abandoned
all those dreams flee
for none can withstand the
lucent reason and complacency
while shadow runs unrestrained
through the weave of device and desire
gone off course

stranded
'mongst twisted shells
discarded in the throes
of a neglectful rapture
the only tangible evidence
not of god
but of a warp and flushed truth
to bold to contain our paradigm

defeated
this tenement lorn
this ardor bled
this existence recessed....

despair despeir desperare