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the elasticity of love.






1.



truth.

lies.


spaces in-between, 


teeming mindscapes,

arrhythmic heartscapes,


wildly cacophonous soulscapes.


2.



truth slithering through cracks,


scarring and wrinkling the face of time. 




3.



embers turning to ash, in souls,


doused by fires of yearning. 




4.



how dismal i feel, deadening such whispers, 


cremating unburnt passages of loose-leaf verse,


delving deep into a core once pure,


searching for that panacea, that elusive cure.




5.



my shunned pleas, my plaintive cries, 


sewed up, cocooned,


slipping inside private nightmares,


awakened only by long dormant fears,


eliciting a flood of tears,


aching to find belonging, a semblance of peace,


a measure of solace, even a mere trace,


within myself, deep within me,


in a once accessible place.