-  …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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