@aloss atrocious albotross

In a state of comfort and numbness as in a wither thither hither
At a loss
in a in your face reality
as in allowing the comfort to expand
Knowing brutally
my daughters are gone
no longer a father
parenting for a male is harder
males and females
females always win
they keep the seed
we steeds
just stare
deep the abyss
decapitated and castrated
tis fate
this wondrous loneliness
thus arrives today.

I am no more
my individuality I must extract like a singularity
to swallow
the swallow of freedom
the ever what was and the ever that is to come
excrete the unknown and yet to come

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