tagNon-Erotic Poetryterra firma - 1.unlock

terra firma - 1.unlock


A pariah in perfection,
only headphones and no headlight.
Clinging anchored to that corner,
fallen stalemate out of stage fright.

Take a seat, majestic mourner,
dim that light to pale reflection,
until everything succumbs to
anti-social rejection.

Have you found your prime objective,
elevating through the clutter?
To that holier-than-heaven
that will send your soul aflutter.

But the holier is hollow,
it will bring no heart attraction,
and the heaven right beside you
is the yield of interaction.

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