t
was their a precognition
in my earlier years of reletive balance
of future plane crashes
that motivated me to cram as much reading of the classics as i could
while i could manage
these days a few paragraphs is as much as i can handle
before the pain of human suffering is too tough
for this flating petal
crushed by the thug hand of fate?
love
redemption?
& one day...
who knows?
another fleeting end of solipsism?
Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.
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