I am the apotheosis of malleable uncertainty
I no longer want to be a malcontent
Ineffable feelings of love, lust & longing
The juxtaposition of compunction and alacrity
Carrying a burning burden, I wait in silent agony;
Rapture, simulated and artificial
Waiting; Implacable
Delusions of grandeur, concealing my tainted soul
Soon I will be free

Tags: idiocracy, poetry, ramblings

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