Repudiated Love

Between breaths I perch pensively silently distraught

The dead occupations bourgeois I've been sold out I've been caught

Foreign to this tounge presently I jest in an alternative thought.

If only solipsism conjured any consolation to my unexposed superfluous counternance

If only the lost souls would disengage from my weary heart albeit founderous

If only I had audited my affairs from vague diligence less preposterous.

Causality summons demons from a conduit vivacity unspent

Spiritism denotes my eternal sorrow of which I wish to nonevent

A pseudo maniac postulating beneath my intent.

It chisels the questions on every one elses mind

Liberation from the self has weaved my conscience disinclined

My cells into decimals to the devil I never signed.

Once a prisoner of genius now a matter of qualms

For all one knows the only medication we require is that of camomile and psalms

Although the aftermath adjusted my relativity to that of eyes and palms.

My embodiment is a liability my physiology a capital to a tree

My puritanical being lest this wielded confidentiality

My sentience obliterated subsequently for bohemianism and irrationality.