Flowing Backwards / The Unattainable

The root of our yearnings,

So solemnly sacral and tense,

Posits with foul incongruences

Where affection of self fragments.

 

It rests and vexes us so –

Harmoniously un- attainable.

Forcing failed yet feverish glow,

That shall never truly backwards flow.

 

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