Throwing away intrepid involvement
meaningless gages minimal obsidian women.
Obsolescence is iridescence ridiculing formidable shame.
Counterclockwise intuitive blame
asunder shadows in blind light.
Holding the knife encourages power
to be on prowl of what scares oneself in the night.
Deeper the protrusion is an inconclusive
pain wiped away at the windowpane.
Looking out into silhouette trees
mirroring threshold endurance fame.