Each fall and leap

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O look at you
a desperate soul
another cog
in a blinding hole.

The breeze and nimb
rafted the trees
Old friends and happy
waved trophies.

Upon each purple
prose you wrote
each ounce of life
gulped down your throat.

Each stretch of space
each breadth of time
so numbly wept
so oddly kept.

Lingering on
till you retire
feeding logs
to dark hellfire.

Look no further
plumb no deep
Your eyes decide
each fall and leap.