Artificial Gallery
Glondemir
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Following an erring light
to the halls of my spirit.
the art created by the life
is in empty frames without visions
Empty books, full of questions
Cover the ornamented floor.
this realm is my deepest inner
the artefact that is me!
each step another picture
telling me who I am
all my sins, my secret wishes
lie herein inscribed in endless words
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long forgotten, hidden moments,
feelings from long ago
happened to me as I breathed
overcome my thoughts - my soul
the last door opens silently
a dark chamber quite ahead
only one frame ornaments the wall
showing me that I'm dead.
The Artefact that is me
Become a vanished part
in the labyrinth
of the gallery.
The Artefact that is me
A part of life's ceremony.