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Benjamin K Duncan

(25-03-1992 / Australia)

Bog lifemad


Advertising death
Technicolour dreams awash with grayscale.

Nightmares of heaven
A benevolent god maligned by hope
Raving schizophrenics
Lost in their own thought
Drowning in a haphazard mosaic
a dream of their own creation.

The god believed, one of tired elation
Drowsy with inert sublimation.

The ghost in their machine
Fears being found out
Being found out.

The dream that takes them away
Helps them allay.

They're still trapped in the carcass
Of their corporeality.

Excitable maniacal
Unfulfilled in dull reality.

Submitted: Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Edited: Thursday, October 18, 2012
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