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I am a domesticated wolf
A sheep without clothing
Found taking more and
more from the Emperor’s
coffer
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These words were never written since the condom never broke. Conceived through misconceptions, arbitrarily the goal
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These words are not suppressed
These words are not in jest
These words are not bread and butter
These words are not late for supper
These words are not made for walking
These words are not ripe for stalking
These words are not made to last
These words were meant to be spoken
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“Like any game, you will only enjoy Life if you know the rules”
– Me, experiencing random synaptic noise
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highly strung
my ways
handed
down ,
my measurements
[in every respect]
a.piece.of
string
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I am with child // the burden immeasurable // I am with child // craving delivery // I am with child // fragrant pine disgorging // I am with child // parturition inconceivable // I am with child // mindless mutt fantasy
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Finger painting your back
I feel your scars; some are
healed but others still
bleeding,
Why am I the artist, your
creator at large, when our
time together is coming
to an crossing,
You deserve the touch of
gods, keeping the thread
of life from withering,
My love for you will
never die; but our time
as one is
ending
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rebel rebel
And there it was; the countryside
through a stained window I saw
my future; and the dire prospects of
a new life
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There is always a pinch of salt sprinkled over my writing, a measure of conservation to stay savoury; in my mind
Major 2 Minor
admittingly of middle age // post-classical if you will // without a shining light for guidance // the dark ages grip tightens // new thoughts of hope will surface // as soon as you wake the god of summer // call her forth from her wicked slumber // to reset my age; to become a minor yet again