Rid of all perspective,
all the perception, belief
and context (well suited)
Stripped of all crowns, cravats
made up, carried or coveted
to fit one or other heads
Not a relation, a profession,
not even a sketch of your
ambitions and aspirations
Left with just the one
without a way
to unsee or escape
Embracing the hollow
left by all pretence
at once drained
Vortex brewing within the emptiness
Silence deafening the echoes
of all that you ain't
Would you recognise
The reflection staring back
from the mirror of your nothingness
Down to the bare bones
of being the only that is
truly worth becoming
Less than thee,
more than nothing,
You deserve nothing more, nothing less
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