- …their suffered song -
Condensing the whispers
of your shadowed self
on to the nuance
of undue authority
using contrived contentions
like an ice pick gouging
at their prostrate minds
left shattered, cold and dead
or sacrificial vivisections
with smiles prescribed
to the uneducated,
knowingly time deprive
and you have stepped out
allowing the theft
of the only product
we valued, your Fidelity
but how can I begin to fault
and hammer this gelatin
that is your promised desire
molded and shaped, half truths
stop selling and start talking
replace the rhetoric
with uncertainty, or
anguished clarity of premise
so that we may disagree
exquisitely
and honestly
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