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Jul 2017
( a mention to Bernardo Soares and the twenty one grams )

Preening?
they're ******' dreaming.

say,
is contactless new?
'bout as new as old can be,
people been contactless for years
peers can't or won't
acknowledge peers feeling
it's better to be alone than
to be herded like steers to
the abattoir and that's how
far it was thought out

contactless?
absolutely clueless as
to what's going on,

people getting on with the
everyday task of,
don't look
I won't ask,

ps
I was told off for my use
of offensive language,
what the ****'s that all about?

the only things offensive to me
are the rich making riches from
poverty,
motor vehicles pumping
out obituaries and people who
complain about cigarettes,

it sets me on fire as to why a
swear word or two
could make you
feel so aggrieved.

Those twenty one grams you lose in death?
well
some breathe them out with every word on
each breath,
but
they're only peacocks
getting their rocks off
by
complaining.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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     Kelly Rose
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