kellen davis

in happy town(where
the flowers are laughing
&
the birds are singing)
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Hunkered down in crimson mud, ensconced under a sandbag-lined parapet,
I descried an advancing regiment traversing towards the No Man's Land respite.
After my espial, the air raid sirens wailed and the young doughboys panicked,
A barrage of shellfire and brimstone fell upon us as if the hand of God afflicted.
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a cosmic spiritual singularity-
infinite souls comprised of ethereal nonentities,
bound together by a pantheistic event horizon
that transcends our existence symbiotically.
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and on that day it came to be
that i found myself hopelessly lost,
searching for the soul i never knew
in an fake endless forest
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the television watches me
like im it's mindless prisoner
my remote has become moist
from holding it far too long
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anything is possible
i tell myself
but it's not
the only mark i'll leave
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fear trembles in a
deluge of lost memories
the tide remembers
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next time i wake up ill be somewhere else
there wont be a rising sun or any morning dew
no swallow's song or yawning leaves
life will be asleep - and I, awake
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There are days where I don’t ever wake up
My eyes are sewn shut with raveled heartstrings
I’m apathetic about being apathetic
I don’t care about not caring
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i will forever be a failure for
as long as i see myself as always being one
i will forever be alone for
as long as i see myself alone in this world
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If nothing else,
I have found you,
my destined, immortal dream.
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let the lilacs immure me
in a garden of spring
&
the chrysanthemums shine down
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