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Apr 2019
Insight on a vacation...
Merit in a running joke
What has no shoes until you get, there
And likes it that way, unless you poke?

A king...
Weal in the variety to exchange
The mention we approved as a thing
To languor and deprive, the silence we strange?

Does that mean we get to sneeze?
Habit and a lowly court
The fascination of method's in time, if not being these
The art of choices we know can, an estranged sort's...

Heed, the count of images that make us a luck...
Till we are the promise of a lucrish home
The applied and mighty tongue, will make the hill's amuck
To the point of simplicity in more, an actual thumb...

A queen...
Life to well wisher's and the import of cloth
We seek the moment's of callous history, in whim's
Of a step forward, if not the step back, in duress's ought?

Integrity has a cold shoulder for vehemence's sound
And logic of persuasion and heed, is our forte
The cares it took, and the irony we intimate, found
In the hands of youth, we will know is a mutual lore...

Passive none, and the sincerity of a vow
To question but the navel of a guarded hour, we term
To be, the inclusion of a world to situate with how
Ask but the cost of am's privilege, and see, the carefulness we earn...
Written by
David Hilburn  55/M/Soldotna, Alaska
(55/M/Soldotna, Alaska)   
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