to stem or stem
let me live (with my delusions)
What you are free to believe in
happy receiving an absence
an agony of company con-
fronting martial juxtaposition
just opposition to your free
ride license reign in hand and
spirited as air is hed steadied
as sky was wrought shed ready
Trot is taken to task slow work
to park and road even though
extended has ended and shows
you were engaged not to say stay
uncollected as you met with all
the rage two truly racing pass-
age was pared were paired to
you wrinkle in mental pursuit
Yet we unfold those habits of
taking it literally brains com-
posed of rags and oil set alight
or soiled by the slightest slight
these breezes the undelivered
speech as we issued to each suc-
ceding conceit conceived a pre-
ception you will be you and yours
to rise or lie
Of election what cannot be
free exercise happens or is
casualty that you bleed to
stem or stem to (s)top spring
in its sidled ditches to bring its
bounty from but one down-fall
of rains temperately loosened to
words in our course more of fen
Discourse has its gorse to goad
or gossamers to coat the green
in deep as read men in church-
yards their sad swards telling
empathetic all to the last
letter of our epitaph as
testimonial we have lived
giving life others might
(re:sight)
No one need know the literal
toll to be as and of those stones
momentum from the very plates
theyd not past vacant as pater
prates their inquisition cross-
stitches a gape to be counted
more loudly by unspoken vow
vowel and seam extremum now
what if i am some broken thing.
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I wish I could live with my delusions. They’re more inspiring than real life.
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ryn//either way i guess you’re right; there’s no fixin to be done
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I think I heard that song and liked it too. Grr I am coming for you! I’ll rise to lie with you.
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