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Who are you?

Ascend through from below to descend from above, back where you are here now.

Through the black gates, there will be golden hope to leave behind; to walk through the woods of life again.

“The Nocturnal Escape”

It follows

The hollow

And the screech

of the meandering

near the gates

of the garden

They inch with a whisper

and a flash of their bones

that control to fit against the wind

and into the light

between the nocturnal agreement

of what should only occur

under the shadows

under a further moon

but it follows

It follows rabid for more

for who recoils

from its touch

all begging for more

for who cowers under the covers

of the shadows

hidden by the glow of the moon

secret away

from the nocturnal control

of what follows,

Hollow

In light

It follows

and it lingers and stays

And night falls again

M.M.

“Destruction of Choice, Like You”

They are all droning mimics picking up blocks of what was meant to stay and never meant 

To know the meaning

And to this day it stays 

All for this 

I see it in front of everyone 

To be like them 

Is to be like them 

And that is the fault

Their fault of their own

Never a scratch at the peeling 

The rust and the tube that washes it well

What utter automation 

Tell me it’s safe

Safe to stay

To sill move 

What utter abomination 

And yet animal 

To mimic

Their nature

Reality 

Their nightmare 

I’m their evil woman 

Utter bullshit 

M.M.

Career focused. Straight and narrow. Streamlined to the mountain of fate.