Zac’s Soul sat nav

divined a course designed to force

his mind divorced tortured torso

To walk haunched yet safely

Toward the relative safety Of his abode

his dna post code

his familial throne

That cushioned the tirades of typhoon Tyson blows

Inccessantly thrown by the unknown.

 

This somnambulist mode emboldened

the focus of his thoughts
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