this post for you.

the many that stopped along their journey to pick up stones.

irrelevant,

i suppose,

assignment of conduct as predetermined –

defined –

painstakingly deliberate.

regardless the supposition –

in spite of deference of arbitration –

you chose to throw opinion into the chasm of my demise.

contrived.

maliciously ostentatious.

your character defined by absence of even a glimmer of humanity.

conspicuously infantile,

i listen to you speak to acts of reconciliation for my sins –

recompense required to rectify my resistance to your (implied) authority.

and even as i grasp for option of absolution,

i feel the weight of intolerance crushing apathetically my refuge of hope.

and from your eyes –

blank stare.

from which no light dare enter,

or if detained,

escape…