As he reaches
His dirty fingers
Into pristine places
He hopes misery
Amasses in another soul
Don’t shrink
Don’t pass away
Don’t leave it for another day
Let him perish
In the solace of his shame
Buried below his name
Let his messenger
Pigeon return
With its cursed tome
With its claw on the scroll
Wholly empty
If he wishes to
Carry malady outwards
Yes, we with
Address names
Shoelace foundations
Flesh bone frames
Individually isolated
Sojourn with souls
Abide in adventures
Harbor human hearths
Saunter with the similar
Ever entangled
Accounted apart
Yet move mountains
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