In The Shadow of Mt. Kailas
Rich intuition, never believed –
foresaken and curious, never relieved.
Through causeless doubt and written mud –
ancient anxieties born in the blood.
Tepid renaissance, learning too late -
never did fail to rise to the bait.
In an era of consequence, can’t find his muse –
and played the game to win, so he’d lose.
foresaken and curious, never relieved.
Through causeless doubt and written mud –
ancient anxieties born in the blood.
Tepid renaissance, learning too late -
never did fail to rise to the bait.
In an era of consequence, can’t find his muse –
and played the game to win, so he’d lose.
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