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Mar 2013
Neath the guise of ever steeping guidelines
we singers of verse between psalm and treachery
Praise the separatist of civil ambiguity
callously staged liars set to remark
Each in a mutter, the scoffing of one's own self
undoing torn stitch and staple upon which we serve the bread of this very table
Fictitious fables spoke then wrote in fashion
to mid-life moans, beggar harken sonnets made of grovels
Parading effigies proudly in the swoll of ignorance
tossing all the while handfuls of ancestral ashes
Scott M Reamer
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