(LOVE AND HYPER REALITY)
And love the brutal master has cast a man down... Shattered his bones and dashed his flesh against jagged rocks.
Man so fragile against such a powerful force.
Tears illuminating the very depths of his soul where they fall as stars.
These things seen and unseen as he navigates these hard ass streets where Molly the whore sells her wares brazenly.
He carries such a great weight upon his embattled soul... Love such a temptation...
Sweet chocolate on his mind.
He and his companions want and need as the sun travels cross his lonely skies and the moon pulls at his tides.
Full high and waning low the man travels through the entwined masses... they so caught up in their lives that truth is a bitter rain falling on their synaptic plains.
He the rainbearer ponders this emotion... this love...
What then of it?
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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