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creativeinquirylex · 6 days
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creativeinquirylex · 3 months
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i part blackout curtains
for a synthetic sunrise,
opening my eyes to
another beginning.
will i start over
again, and again,
and again,
forever
amidst an ocean
in which i have no
bearings?
"synthetic sunrise."
d.b.a
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creativeinquirylex · 3 months
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Mua’k Tåk
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In the cold and frozen wastes Where the Morning lost her fate There lies a burial chamber  In a temple built in amber With hidden secrets and hidden truths And hidden lies of the forlorn A place once filled with youth Now knows nothing but to mourn The imagery of the god unborn The ragged cloth that he’d worn The flesh and bones that he’d torn The human race that he scorns
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Through the dark mists of forgotten lore A name is whispered once and never more The requiem of a conscience lurks not adored By the skulls that his mausoleum adorn And hunger and pain are all that remains Despair is the new breaker of chains The memory of centuries of praise erased The freedom no god has ever chased When survival instinct arrives for the immortal Madness serves as the future portal To the end of all things Or the end of the thinking Through untold stories and infinity plains A telltale is born amidst the wheat grains Is this the fate for the damned and grim? Frightened, the god lets the wind carry him
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Through distant lands and across the oceans The mind of an entity wanders devoid of emotion Merely the scarce notion brewed like a cursed potion That only the meek mortality could bring back his devotion Seeking memories of his extinguished candle He finds an empty vessel for him to entangle One, two, three - it starts as a whispered chanting Four, five, six - It spreads in his pestilential spring What was once green, turns to white What was once life, turns to death What was once bless, turns to blight What was once still, turns to breath And the new dawn rises in pitch-black darkness A revelation of the creature’s heart The curse that tormented the Torment finally recess   The End and the ending are torn apart Never the time passing, never living and never leaving Never singing the song of the life-bringing  That’s destiny for the unlucky chosen Never rotten, ever frozen
                                              - A. M. Wendt
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creativeinquirylex · 3 months
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