Broken and disaffected
I lay naked, unearthed,
bathed and battered
to be abandoned
from abandonment.
Displaced hatred misplaced
and erased form my congenital
bonds—molecular structure fused
with a fuse
so someday they may scatter.
Identity is an idea
for the demiurge, born without,
I lay naked, and wasted,
awaiting to be awoke,
or finally rest asunder.
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