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SATURNALIA

SATURNALIA

12.11.13

I have a tyrant's hunger
for well-defined shapes.
easily described, analyzed;
more of the hard-to-hold,
"feel with your eyes" types.
I search in my living space
for currency to coin, little
tempered adages to give;
my charity to you, a gift
of words filled with vacant
glass, a smack of void from
my deleterious hands.
wait
Posted by Unknown at 1:39 AM

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