Obscurity

This is a choking blog.

It is in a dangerous state,

Dying, with its respiration stifled

By the lack of participating oxygen.

The message is moving,

The channel incorrect.

This is language which describes

The churning of the soul.

By its mirror nature,

This art is registering its discontent.

Discontent as a plaything

Or commodity.

It is held up in stark light

For many to encounter.

But dead eyes and ears

Render the work useless.

This broken blog is a weakened broadcast

By virtue of obscurity.

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Obscurity.