who shares my predisposition
for nocturnal remission
and slumber omission
slips out into my secret
space of facing
my own worst fears
(sans tears)
with jeers
from the silent crowd
in my cerebellum
not knowing the facade
that's slowly cracking
in its casing
revealing the hidden indisposition
dis-gracing, de-facing
the luminous Radiance
beneath and within
a fractured inheritance
not in remission
or generational omission
but granted onward
in regrettable submission
to internal cognition
twisted by trauma
dangling in drama
in eternal transmission
seeking perpetual transition
to clearer, healthier,
brighter, Lighter
disposition
('Deep' © Matt Beard)
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