Transmissions

by Joelly Cameron

An abortion of the mind.

While nursing out redundant pieces of dated left over’s,

Cushioned understanding, layered softly around my head.

No concrete inference, only the notion for stain.

Deliberation of essential nature,

Left up for tenet beliefs.

Another session turns off. Recalled.

Back to the beginning of the line.

I am left anesthetized deficient. UN-fulfilled.

Ill advantage of Bete noir,

Kiss…Kiss…kiss….kiss

Transmission is scopata.

Merdainun orecchio.

A soul sub-leased. Transaction denied.

Release the deeds.

Hearts contract broken over delinquency.

Failure to oblige.

Left only to a no show.

Lacking the confidence for resolve.

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