19 june 2020
This Was Cobra Night
O pathfinder,
you wanted to leave unsung.
One day I will track down your footmarks.
Last night I understood
the unholy drowning of the truth,
before the priests of innocent surrender.
Jealousy was the secret of
downfall.You can use the parenthesis now
to defend the corporate
blunders.
Politics has become a
grammar to cheat the morphology
of gospels.
Do not go like naked truth
in the crowd.I wanted back
my eyebaths to see clearly.
The gap between the lips
was widening..
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