Michael of St. Joseph

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writer@michaelofstjoseph.com
Author of Where Things Went

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Fickle fame and impure glances fan the flame of ego dances

Envy idols made for me to keep me trapped in lands of dreams

Up so high, out of reach,

your steps falter, feel defeat

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Art. Artist. Critic. Adoration

An analysts’ autoerotic fixation

A penny for a life devoid of patron

Pick up the pieces, pedestal placement…

…of a poor life glanced over

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Feel it’s tight grip upon your heart;

From sullen stomach it rises.

Finger-tips to toes it goes rending soul and flesh

Panic states and past mistakes lead ye unto death

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Is it a lack of faith?

An impatience grows

ever greater, yet, slowly…

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