A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth.
Blameless Effigy
I came to be
A presence defined by that which was absent
Coagulated blood in a drying nervous system
To keep the brain impulses from running free and rising
Beyond station
As I cross the threshold you see
A mirrored image of her
Smiling with the most malignant of lies
A dream kept in stasis so as not to infect
The false delusion of potential
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