By GC
DARK MATTER
buried deep
in atavistic souls,
utterly evil
Our vilest nature,
cloaked with smiles,
lies unseen,
hidden
Dark matter
behind bonhomie
still lurks,
in shadow
Modern sensibilities
disguise our darkest natures
that beneath lie unchanged,
unchangable
Dark matter,
was there, is there
always shall be there,
waiting
Would that
we had evolved
to a higher plane
of being
Dark matter,
our corpus,
corrupts our souls,
sources our maddest delusions
We can only
captulate
learn to live with
that essential truth
DARK MATTER
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