Jeff's Poetry

insanity plea

April 20, 2026 · Temple

withered, weathered down and a memory of hell stripped off fire - just a cold basin of rainy water with lots of algae grown. living fire puffed out like a castle with growing arms bent on taking down the sun. a sun meant for the heavens, without fire - i knew her not, though my soul got swept up in a hurricane. i know her not, yet my heart beats like a thousand clockwork whose chimes grow exponentially. spirited: my sight, hearing and senses intertwined sought to make perfection from broken shards. i pieced them together as hard, persistent, adamant, sheer will must win! got sliced, cut, my obstinance meant try harder. 一派胡言 nonsensical, senseless logic failing to ignite when a sun is blocked up, shut away when eyes, ears and senses drink in spirits. 邪魔外道 wicked spirts and non believers, i did not trust - what the sun did show. i knew even when i knew not, how could i? in fires i burned, thought it paradise when spirits lied. then they departed, and i was an empty grave. a light, the sun - what fury you should hold, when idols crumble.

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