Stringent Dour

'i don't see it'

there were junctures
a tribulation of my relic
reprobate of repudiative happiness
i called out - vociferate

'everything happen'

to free from encumbrances
incessant from verisimilitude
i never came to what it should be
and everything was - a hodgepodge

'crazy that's so crazy'

my hopes were acrimonious
a rummage into disarray
it was a labyrinth of subterfuge
and it was - they expunge

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poem by Marx Lenn Mendoza
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