this is freedom

we learn
through corrosive time
that there are no heroes
except the ones we create
within our vacuum head;
that every bright halo
hovered above the
darkened, doomed dead
and every white knight
was simply corruption
hidden beneath our bed

what light we stumble to
is not our own…

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