I elect to not elect,
relinquish my rights–
bequeath these phantoms
to the lullabies of
constitution.
I elect to neglect,
entomb myself
in a destitution of absolutism–
in the infamy of impossibility.
I elect to recollect,
a fictitious Edenism;
to fruitlessly strive
to recapture the innocence
pre-sin–
as though salvation’s cusp
totters on choice,
barters in temptation.
I elect to accept,
the futility in silence’s
smothering caress;
a domicile of irredeemability.
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