The loud sound of nothingness
Strangling, reason is dead.
Trapped within words spoken so long ago
Indecision finds strength and soars
Knees to the earth, mouth open
Proceed you foul night
Let your lock prove timeless
In sight and sound
Of days and nights
Tepid I return to larva.
Boyce 2007
Insight
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