9 december 2017
Muddy Depth
In between the scars
where was the frame?
With artichoke, you were
dismentaling the ethos.
Giving a suspended
death sentence to cadence
of love. You know what
you did not know, about life.
Hauntingly ethical? You
do not want to become a sensual
father, releasing sperms in
petri dishes. The eggs will find
their mates. It was a dark
conspiracy to overthrow the
hierarchy of calculus. Do
not remove the asterisks.
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