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We were never introduced to one another

Properly or otherwise.

You hid in the background

Stepping out of the shadows for less time

Than the flick of a flame

Shuddering from the cold

Stare of impending consequence.

You braised consciousness whenever bristled

Convicting for pleasure

Condemning self-worth in exchange

For insanity upon the endless field of battle

Weighing the value of invisibility

And silence within the realm

Against innocence and youth.

You held me within boundaries untouched

Rhymed or reasoned.

My interest in the why would wane

Once the freshness of pique became apparent

And wonderment took a backseat

To the inevitability of psychologic

Discretion on my welfare.

I never really met you before I found you

Feigning misdirection.

Rhetorically abounding

Amidst confusitory extensions of reality

Designed wholly to disintegrate

The possibility that I could ever

Consciously survive on my own.

M Kurt Benjamin