V. DAY

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Beginning forevermore in disregard beyond sideways binds, 

My moment of regard mistaken amongst the flowers and vines, 

Genderless to age picturesque – the care resurfacing, a vision impending 

In fields of green placebo sweet 

If only it could replicate skin; a heartbeat 

Beneath content by all in an endless day. 

The different shades of irrelevant shapes could become a catalyst -  

My catalyst to compromise in the face of festive hypochondria 

For where it stands losing fluid, be it sun dial or stage 

Would glisten by name, another burden to feed with my own teeth; 

Separate pace of decay – a foul trait deforested then 

Constructed high as the backbone for designated insect days. 

At certain times of limbs sprawled, promised bliss 

In fable space demonstrates such contrast for where the white will lie; 

Glass walls enhance – you're blinding the stained martyr cave where 

These sporadic guilt dreams wait trying coy patience and subtle disease -  

I am sprawled out, could feel the reach and stayed; 

It was visible for Nature to cease existence some day. 

If I could have another, a silence taken to dilate,  

My circle would end to only find it’s head and devour it again. 

Count hope, numerically placed; all fluorescent rows 

Striking stances on poison leaves, but if I could have just one – spine retracting 

I am disgust in phase; the dream in reverse began and 

Shared joy together, subjecting what core remained then for my familiar day