quarantined from air,
to relive forever
the click of a chain
and the shut dungeon.
to revise the second
that rewrote a fate,
ambivalent no more
as a loop absolute.
to fixate on the instant
that bred ruin infinite
the manner-moulded trust
that locked one out of light.
to dote upon the moment
that will restore a life.
faith-fed and meek await
a coarser chain to send.
@artemis
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