Spiderweb cracks scar
My inner mirror, musing
Burdens of soundless

Dialogues more often
Than not pleading with
Higher authority for

Immaculate promises
Assuring deliverance to
A tranquil existence

While banishing the
Objectionable vexations
Confronted in ruthless

Arrays of antithetical
Involutions unavoidably
Disclosing I am the

Ironic misanthropist,
Self-created prowler of
Pretentious realities

Unveiling, en passant,
Inverted dualities contrary
To my depicted barbarity

Whereby I found myself
Dared by ten wisdom paths
And poverty fled my mind

© Rob Taylor 2018, Noesis 

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