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Nov 2018
thank you for finding me worthy
i’m a turret on your castle
i add firmness to your mattress
and a blessing on your crown
are we drowning in beauty
they cannot define what i am after
its all about living from the heart
the spineless children of our vision
deny imprisonment
how did we lose our way
what struggles have we faced
what virtues gained
have we lost our reason
or seen a higher way
are we collapsing
or just fading into our reality
like camouflage
we blend in
to the apparent background
like scenery and landscapes
party boats and isotopes
hand me some rope
the ****** tragedy
of landslides and eyeliner
finders keepers
women-haters
seek the immovable source
the connection point
upon which space and time are lost
lest we be accused of running on empty
lunging at the dawn with spears
for we are neither here nor there
who will keep me company
when i am alarmed but not amused
the reckless attitudes
mentally tired of being used
without reward
and if you get ******* enough
then there might be some truth
in whatever it is you are about to do
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
89
   Em MacKenzie
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