29 Falls
Reaching into the
public consciousness
the words were given free
Blowing fresh holes
through blind consensus
nothing there to see
Reaching into
the common anthem
selling out for fate
Lost in the current
of tomorrow’s maelstrom
— passing heaven’s gate
(The New Room: November, 2024)
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