That haunting visage
Of mimicry and life
Strange in its infancy
Lonesome in its youth
...
The Blockchain technology of life is
but a shadow of reality
We are truly fearfully and wonderfully made
...
Disposing the remaining coins of
its lonesome existence
Gazing at the noisome pains of conquering sorrows
the little crit could only shrink
...
Appearances
That haunting visage
Of mimicry and life
Strange in its infancy
Lonesome in its youth
A diabolic smile
Mirth that's beholden
To pain of knowing
Too much too soon
In living,
One reckons;
Too often, too often…
The miasma of mystery pervades my imagination. Consternation of myriad desires compel me.