the ecstasy
of irony,
nuanced in pain -
fingernails on the skin
within the cerebral.
taking on
the impossible
exists,
throws stones
then turns to
the vapour of the ghost.
glean what you can,
pick up on the
exquisite distances
in the crosshairs
note closely,
tantalise,
because
the ultimate irony
lies in death.
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