Volt

there is a place

that can only be entered by a face

not by words whose meaning

never comes into being

or the violent presence

that always commence

this place has a passage

but it’s blocked by the wreckage

robbed by it’s gold and light

stolen is the will to fight

this place filled with pain

cannot forever remain sane

is it my fault,

My heart is a volt?

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