poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

Axis (Fredrik)
I'd not realized there was enough humanity left in me to cry I've come so far, forgotten days of trudging flag in hand bearing notions and ideologies a farce on their face the thumping of boots on sand and lungs expelling the warmth of humanity in the frigid air through a land abandoned by wolves and birds but it's past. I'd left it behind in the shadows of rain in the greater darkness of men's histories until he reminds me the machine-like sounds of marching and the tears flow [30-X-2013]
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