The Knock

Lo and behold that feeling

once more has returned


To tease test and torment

dead past willfully spurned


From window shut forever

heard unmistakable creak


A portent of ensuing havoc

and destruction it’ll wreak


Dilemmas deemed sorted

in archives since then lost


Will augment latent agony

with much heftier paid cost


An arduous uphill drudgery

has leveled to such situate


Conciliation is unacceptable

and not open to any debate


Have absolved core conscious

purged it all of earlier disdain


In a space sans expectations

or cause for me to complain


Hope it just proves contrary

for the hunch to turn  untrue


Have nearly spent a lifetime

sifting sense from old residue










◄ The Torment

The Cortege ►


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