Isolation

Location

The sounds of

silence seduces

me into a state of

superfluous sagacity

where

bliss barnstorms

throughout my

mangled mind.

Gloom growly groans

at this

never ending endeavor

between

he

and

perky Peace

as she pushed

Panting Pessimist

into a deep dark den;

an atrocious asylum closed off from most everything

graciously iniquitous.

That is where I lavish my life.

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