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May 2017
just the title...
                                   not much else...
   i guess you have to
                                   be imaginative
                               to figure out
             what could encompass itself
                      for base orientation
         that might lead to an auto-suggestion,
     of, yes,
an alternatively? something
akin to persian,
                                          huh?
       ­     i.e. melting wax
of candles is an "aphrodisiac" (hypnotic)
for bonsai felines...
              it's about as much as:
clicking your fingers... snapping them...
****!
           they (the cats) are dozing...
melting wax & cats...
     it seems to be akin to lavender
   for them... ******* succumb to it
  like a man might to sleeping pills...
who would have thought that burning
wax was so efficeint
            for a cat to take to snooze?
is that what would be equivalent to
  a man taking a ****** to, **** a little?
a would be footballer wasn't
    ironed flat, discredited
             and forgotten because he had
a ******* addiction...
   what killed his career? taking ******
                         aged 15.
  his name?          ryan kurmy.
i prefer the cat story, to be honest...
      and they still think that communism
was the equivalent of genghis khan...
a scurge on the earth...
               i can't even muster a laugh,
whether externalißed, or internalißed.
a cat's sleeping, a candle is burning...
  the night is, as such, completely fathomable;
perhaps as peaceful, as a stroll
through a graveyard, during the day.
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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