A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth.
Displaced
You can see me in the snowfall
As a silhouette between descending diamonds
Groundswell, black ice
And I am in the slush also
There are many roads that go from point A to point Z
But I have taken the path of
Vapor
Transmigration
Can you see my eyes
Tell me what I did wasn’t the only way
A hand on a hand
A dark room
A surgery to remove the toxicity of hope
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