Pug

You capture a piece of me,
The serialized contemplations
Which held sway;
And in my narcissism,
I bucked.

Forever without the glue of comparison,
Standing beneath the shelter of transparency,
Degenerative thoughts
And miscalculated cruelties
Become my poison.

I transferred thoughts to energy;
Discovered some inoculation
For the emptiness in my heart;

Chafed and chosen,
Under the umbrella
Of desertion.

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