Sebastian LeAir Poems

My brother,
An exquisite specimen.
Four legs carry him wherever he wishes,
denying him nothing and nowhere, pulling my leash in tow.
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Every morning, the same thing....
White bricks surround me.
The same pains from The ripping of muscle tissue the day prior, remind me who I am.
The same cry of the fool harasses my eardrums, the same way a rooster does the city slicker.
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Not far behind the windows of our perception, you'll find a place without boundaries.
Archives, memories, feelings..

Endless shelves in which to store information.
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I find myself in a most peculiar desert.
Most Quench their thirst with intoxicating drink, becoming less and less in touch with reality.
As I wander through this crowded yet barren wasteland I occasionally look down to see the garments on my feet worn through the sole, exposing flesh.
Blisters cover my feet, scrapes stripe my knees, scars checker my body. But not in vain.
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