Enfant Terrible (Autopsy in Three Movements)

Part 1: Invocation

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Twisted psychosis

cystic fibrosis

a criminal act of nature

myopia dilation

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terminus frustration

a cynical fact of nurture

reclassification

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de-emancipation

a clinical pact of rupture

proclaim proclaim

we're the stain

this is it, this is rapture

We're the unsane

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Part 2: The Collapse

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Stranded standing drowned by thrustration

fenestration declaration, as a crash, fall

the push that becomes the push that fails

is still a push, drowned by thrustration

no easy answers, explanations, sagesse

interpret the innerspective retroviral

pseudointellectual or complicated pioneer

the song remains — disdain, a real drain

redrain, the postulative complaintive

never to be ever understood insaisissable

counterived subliminalation liminalisation

courted as creative lingual flexisation

cometh the hour, cometh the man, coma-th

gather thee to thy bosom, gather thee hitherto

For here lies the basterd enfant terrible/ˌɒ̃fɒ̃ tɛˈriːbl(ə)/

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Part 3: The Plea

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Lie, lie, lie in wait, I lie, lie, lie

as the trumpets sound, the marching stomp

deliver me... please

deliver me from the end that awaits me

as I cast a shadow on the life I had

and let the demons of my past take me

Damocles' sword hangs over me, as always

as I breathe, and try to regain...

anything

any semblance of motivation and power

to not let this be my bowing out

there are no words

other than

Deliver me from myself

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Author's Notes: Poem. Heavy, mostly autobiographical (mostly they are though, so that's not really surprising).