some filters keep me coiled
in a sleepless bed
some turns rape my senses
a hapless scene
i beg forgiveness
passive and strained
diligence spent
waiting for absolution
in harmony and not
she prays for it all
i watch, torn
limb by limb
she bests my faith
drowns my fury
crowds gather, portico bends
the rain begins
softly i sleep
in your show
adt
cincinnati, oh
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