False Providence

       Tangled
                   and
                     astranged
          the lost souls
               of never _forever.
    The ^drift_ing endless
                     heartbreaks
           of thoughtlessness.


            A vagrant,
               starving
        on affectionless confections
          of broken promises.


          The helpless _ghosts,
                   shells of _once-were,
              dream-shatter scarred wretches.

          These pitiful _tramps
            of forsaken destinies,
                                   their empty,
                                  soundless _voices
               crack in the night
                                of unforgotten despair.


           Stricken with grief
                    over the unfortunate noise
                of humanity(?),
            the countless offences
                    which lay spread open as sores
                on unwanted flesh.


        Snared in ^kismet
                   and ^{false providence}</sup>,
         fated and jaded
                            in a meaningless existence.