when wisdom is lost

it makes my knees weak and

my teeth break in a shatter against

themselves trying to twist into

a matter that wont speak for itself

as it retreats into a


without face

encased in the displaced

realisation that

I was there

was once where

wisdom lived and shone fair

like the gravity of wonder and 

the atoms in the air they

did care that heart it did

beat it did seek

the spoken word it did 

defeat a world and conquer 

souls with dreams and delusions 

more real than the intrusions of 

reality in this place

it was ace.



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