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Interlude II

Interlude II

Peace…

Mist-like, crawls with spider hands

Creeping forth to sense winds of opposition.

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Finding none,

Fog settles densely

Lulling into dream-rich slumber,

Slowly morphing sighs into groans,

Raucous laughter into disquieting screams.

Elusive wakefulness,

Engulfed in incubus,

Oppression,

Injustice.

Peace…

* Excerpt from the privately published Observations from the Fall of Man