Weary and awake – by LailaTheMuslim
Red shots to the skyline
My eye soak dirty cloths
Air bounces from my gut
My red gaze embraces the dark void
It is the night
operationalizing life
Photogenic scopes of living
Cannot bear this tragedy
Not Greek or Shakespearean
Its my own, why not?
Yesterday I was happy,
Today joy departed into
The mystic liminality
Between the last weary mirth
To the ends of shock.
Red shots to the skyline
My eye soak dirty cloths
Air bounces from my gut
My red gaze embraces the dark void
It is the night
operationalizing life
Photogenic scopes of living
Cannot bear this tragedy
Not Greek or Shakespearean
Its my own, why not?
Yesterday I was happy,
Today joy departed into
The mystic liminality
Between the last weary mirth
To the ends of shock.
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