awakening to subtle softness
of silence’s embrace –

sedentary existence
gathering thoughts
before I realize
another day dawned.

the allure of a dead man’s solitude
promotes my catharsis of need,
a path through the hauntingly obscure
to suffering the cranial loss
of a benevolence
of one’s circumcised fate.

i’ve reached the midnight abyss,
returned scathed in irony
tempted a hopeless romantic,
seemingly changed
by a doomed state
glistening rudely
within

love’s tangled knot.
unable to draw an elongated breath,

breathlessly caught between the realm
of consciousness and dream,
that stirs the ghost
of the machine.

immortal hope of a time
life delivers the picture perfect --

let the cocooning dispel
the tears that hang
within my soul.

awesome!!

Deep and abstract in form but solid in the struggles of duality when looking closer,very very good

very good thoughts on this great poem

While the soft soothing lines paint a lovely picture, I do not see the connotation of this poem and the title. I have a difficult time deciphering this piece my friend. Perhaps you can enlighten me?

circumsized is a metaphoric way to say "exposed/tightened/cleaned/ect" fate. the piece is about the inner turmoil/journey one might gone on when searching the core essense of self. I being a bi excessive have spent literally 1000's of hours over the last 17 years doing just that :) thank you for the read

jim... tease you two are much kind glad you enjoyed

This is wonderful

thanks you animal

Ahhhhh I seeeeeee....thank you~

finding perfect

all I had to do waslook into the mirror

and You thought it was going to be hard to do

well being circumcised I just didn't think to look there