duality becomes unity

in this state of nostalgic despair
the silhouette reflected out there
the ticking hand stands still
to poke fun at mans will
one man withered alone at night
his only friend once faded to white
the enigma that sleeps in all minds
of how good people always die
but the feeling of isolation
at best will become desolation
only to pursue the realization
of raw finger tips scratching on the pavement
another she lived for 17 years
behind the shadow of all consuming fear
she laid in bedlam in the crocodiles den
with each of their masks the lies that blend
the screams and cries and blood that left
a scar on the eyes of one whose best
moment was when they crept
out of the crypt where her nightmares met
those two poisoned paths would meet
one a palm on a card in the street
to wander countless miles to find
the single solitary moment where 2 become one mind
and there it was all laid out
the passion born out of endless doubt
the world so dark was turned around
and two empty souls finally found
another spirit to hold with which to share this sacred ground

duality becomes unity

missingjosh

Lackawaxen, United States

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