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Jun 2018
/mainly because the study of chemistry is, surd "optional"; i.e.: you never really mind to think of Ar as argon... given the organic chemistry maps of a travelling electron: no wonder! my last refuge... ugh... poetry.

come to think of it...
   it's beyond me
how a single word,
can invoke a sense of power...

when dissected into
syllables...

  namely?

                                 van-dal...
or
                        bul-gar...

because­ the usual,
formal punctuation aside...
you're left with
a language that's: elemental...

and not, subatomic
   doing baby steps of
minding the alpha-beta
  mentality of
continually deconstructing /
reducing
(deconstructive-reductionists):

realising that: there really isn't
a void...
         that nature doesn't
exactly waste...
   a sun is recycled
              into a black hole...

before the gods might speak
through me...
   let the ancients chime
                      unison in choir...

base root,
             luminous cradle...
      the dirt behind my fingernails
as i dug out
   an archaic bed,
to wed the sparrow to death,
and a life: that became this
future, of a recurrent thought.

i know what a linguist is...
mostly the natives...
  digging into a cul de sac of
the inherent, given...

         so... moving along...
               it's not exactly a juggling
act with bilingualism...
  but so much less of a headache
compared to the bisexuals...

                        that being said:
people avoid dialectics like they
avoid fire -

    vector subsequently coordinate
dissoance?
                     frivolous...
                             the word: god...

i see the sound...
         never mind the letter arrangement;
that's always been secondary...
   which is why i'm so trivial,
                                     pithy(?)
expressing my disdain
   on par with:  ????????????????????????????????????
typos!
              ­            (? = that's how long
it took me to untangle
the crossword of my vocab. memory,
grave - inclined to suggest ditto)
    
    can't blame a hunchback for
            procreating up-right children...
but at least you can teach
some of them to... bow (bough) -
          only in english can this
be spectated...
                                  the subtlety:
that how-wow...
         minus a barking rottweiler...
in a missing "tooth" -
   subscript...
                              if this pixel platrom
could allow me...
i'd write in a subscript A into
   the sort of              bow i insinuate.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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