Lazarus
Born out of obsession.
The fantastic yearnings of a middle aged man.
Begotten by repression.
The final hope of a silent soul.
A scripted chapter, writhing free.
An elbow coated testimony.
The fatal icy cry of friends
of letters waiting for the end.
Below a skin of pain.
Within a brain of choice.
Above the cries of many men
the writer finds his voice.
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