there are two things i must buy-
and they jostle and vie-
one is of necessity
and practicality
that bores
and rankles and nags-
the other is of pleasure
that makes me sigh in
rag-
(for the adoration of
everything!)
one of the finger
one for the toe
one for the birds
one in the soul
one for the future-
a gentle zephyr
that blows
perfumed of
sweetness and love
the other-
a social must
for arrant dust
and comfort
supposedly
but hurt
and tedious in
string
that divide my
heart
one i could
be without
and one i would
die-
wither away
in a myriad
silence
one in black
and white
the other in
an abbot and
costello of colour
one some dreadful
paw
the other such
founding..

two i must buy
two
2
..
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