Entrails of The Misbegotten

Cradling my own misfortunes…
An alluring open darkness
To unfulfilled dreams
I strangle in the entrails of the misbegotten
Those of historic aristocrats and renaissance men
All the illegitimate…irregular beings
Like the uprising of a desert maiden
Suffocating in this flock of insecurities
I to…
With one step…
One stroke…
One voice…
One mind…
Shall burn my mark upon this world
Awaiting my place within the legend
A grand construct
An epitome of great variety



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