DEGENERATION

 Remembering being accused of alteration,

Accumulates addicted sensation.

Aware of acquiring endless caution,

I set out a barren destination.

Only the unblushing devious conceals,

However it’s the soverign past that really conducts.

Abandoned distress complains,

While cerenomy of darkness compels.

Embarras me as usual,

By the odour of your arrival.

Knowing that nothing makes me equal,

I still long for an accompanied burial.

TURGAY URGUR

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