ALL
TOGETHER…
All
together, in a rout,
seeking end-rhyme, we set out:
such a well-bred, fine intention
has become our life’s ambition.
seeking end-rhyme, we set out:
such a well-bred, fine intention
has become our life’s ambition.
By lexical
manipulations
we change our paper hearts’ emotions;
our poems in the papers show it:
we earn the right to be called ‘Poet’.
we change our paper hearts’ emotions;
our poems in the papers show it:
we earn the right to be called ‘Poet’.
Free in the
wind our long hair flows,
also our ties: we strike a pose.
Prose we judge beyond enduring,
normal people far too boring.
also our ties: we strike a pose.
Prose we judge beyond enduring,
normal people far too boring.
Just for us
God made each creature,
and indeed the whole of nature.
Sending reports to depths terrestrial,
we raise ourselves to heights celestial.
and indeed the whole of nature.
Sending reports to depths terrestrial,
we raise ourselves to heights celestial.
What though
we spend our days unfed,
under bridges find our bed?
That’s our sacrificial fate,
victims of ‘Time’s Current State’.
under bridges find our bed?
That’s our sacrificial fate,
victims of ‘Time’s Current State’.
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