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CV

The beginning of wisdom is found in doubting; by doubting we come to the question, and by seeking we may come upon the truth.
-- Pierre Abelard

Save Me

Dream explodes.
Vision tangled.
Eyes in whirling purple mists.

Sorcerous fledgeling.
Futures decelerate
Past acceptable parameters.

I rock slowly,
Eyes closed.
Weeping.

Communion wrenches.
Dramas battled.
Faith in daemonology vanquished.

Ray guns envisioned.
Shrinks focused
On the moral norm.

I rock slowly,
Eyes staring.
Confusion.

Authoritarian killed,
Veil mangled.
Vows of a new necrology.

Warp speed entrances.
Sagan forgotten
In the deja vu of yesteryear.

I  rock slowly,
Eyes vacant.
Darkness.

I am death.
We are dead now.
The future is forever and forever is for never.

Dreams are lost.
We are forgotten.
Universe weeps.
We are alone among the multitude.

We are the necropolis of conceit.
Save me.