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In Decline By Skyler Kanegi

In Decline

By Skyler Kanegi

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i.

Folly is an oddity for what Reprobate embraces stodgy axiom Over Elysia’s ambrosial fruits Never plucked and taut for some

Talk gurgles between my lips Only to smooth such surfaces that Touch its waves like crystal glass Entirely suspended captive and still

Mount tan streaks across the sky while Procumbent vines grasp prosaic flesh Ontologically the earth’s bosom Receives then births in cyclic unity

Auspicious I triumph in dissent from Liars and denialists on the paved path.

ii.

Lysergically meandering Entities, crisp and lucid, Wed each Wednesday, Yearning I cannot reach them

Blistering hinges crimp my arms Old wasps flit within my wrists Descending bluntly, statuesque, Yearning I cannot reach them.

iii.

Vicissitude unwelcomed I’d rather Avoid in passing any judgment Sonorous dealings above are no Concern in this austere hollow

Under the luminous glow of Lunar light, my flotsam Approaches and is subsumed by the River that floats me away.

iv.

All the world’s a stage, a Line from someone famous about the Zoo this world becomes, a whirlwind Hiding all intention or direction

Erratic eye shifts and movements Interred beyond my perception, a Mugginess masking all identities Erstwhile I wander like Orpheus

Remember what I lost, I Say to no one in particular.

Skyler Kanegi is a student at the UT Health San Antonio Long School of Medicine in the Class of 2023.

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