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Mar 2022
Places never said?
Welcome and a brighter man's egg
When the coming hiss, of tenacity is a choice lead
To a favor, a stirring time and the tongue of urges, neglected?

Places never meant?
With the lovers of yearning in a thirst of light
A prayer in hands of vice, the warring kiss sent
Is the marvel of up, down and around the slice of life?

Right is the scorn of a unity, to wager in a salt's length
The passion I terrorize you with, is every kindness I can think
Of a vow to nourish, the hap and perchance of our strength
The clashing heat of compromise, is in a motion so we can drink?

Left is a spurned gift, left to a wish raging in the same
Real was my thought, to toil in the myths and legends, privilege lends...?
Of a courtesy met once, and let in the voice of call's fame
Is a relationship with an entirety of another wish, come to ends?

Portion and forces of youth, with laden kisses of what was age
In the hours until cold hands have seen, pockets of worth
Known silent or worst to delve, a lip sulking for one more day
Away from the suicide, a heart seen, become a charity in seasons we never can occur with?
Written by
David Hilburn  55/M/Soldotna, Alaska
(55/M/Soldotna, Alaska)   
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