Don’t leave me high and dry


Fading out again 

   
   It was a place 
Of disasters

Writ blankly 

With no awareness 

Of or caring for 

The whys

The origins 

Had long since 

Been buried oblong 

By disgrace’s maudlin stage presence 

Self-pity’s little flaire

So coquettishly self-aware

So boringly brazen

always 

Derivatively arrived 

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