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(I) Love Thy Neighbor As Thy self ~ *how I would honor this with joy effervescent, this simplest of methodologies if only I, could permission myself to love myself if only I, knew how to love* ~~ (II) redemption: the city of man reinventing himself *busting bursting, this city, ceaseless change, old discardation, how blind am I, skyscrapers built in a day how have I failed to notice the estate changes a master plan unknown, the reasoned limits ever stretched. in defiance of taste and sense, obedient to Babel tower's net-result, the miscegenation of language but this is a ruse issue, an example of me/man, this new born spawn, a wagging tail of a man I know, a failed inventor, nary a patent to his name years on years he patiently awaits for one true inspiration a redefinition, a redemption, a reinvention, a new cornerstone to lay upon it a new foundation just a clue, a single block, he can clean erase start over, inaugurate a recommencement celebration to  begin the same mistakes here be the rub, the irritation, the seed comes implanted and then wind spread can be only repaired, replaced when cross pollinated with the love of a foreign body and his only crime, love poetry, his crime alone, for unopened it, and he, both-awaiting the time when others come impatient to bulldoze him aside* ~~~ (III) Three three *an oddity an uneven symmetrical imagery* "only love poetry" *a three sum, - three legged stool- there is nothing new under the sun, whispers the Psalmist this I whisper only, alone, one, be no such! only love poetry until* ~~~~ postscript ***if only I, knew how to love***
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 10:08 AM UTC
I, II, III: Love Thy Neighbor As Thyself
(I) Love Thy Neighbor As Thy self ~ *how I would honor this with joy effervescent, this simplest of methodologies if only I, could permission myself to love myself if only I, knew how to love* ~~ (II) redemption: the city of man reinventing himself *busting bursting, this city, ceaseless change, old discardation, how blind am I, skyscrapers built in a day how have I failed to notice the estate changes a master plan unknown, the reasoned limits ever stretched. in defiance of taste and sense, obedient to Babel tower's net-result, the miscegenation of language but this is a ruse issue, an example of me/man, this new born spawn, a wagging tail of a man I know, a failed inventor, nary a patent to his name years on years he patiently awaits for one true inspiration a redefinition, a redemption, a reinvention, a new cornerstone to lay upon it a new foundation just a clue, a single block, he can clean erase start over, inaugurate a recommencement celebration to  begin the same mistakes here be the rub, the irritation, the seed comes implanted and then wind spread can be only repaired, replaced when cross pollinated with the love of a foreign body and his only crime, love poetry, his crime alone, for unopened it, and he, both-awaiting the time when others come impatient to bulldoze him aside* ~~~ (III) Three three *an oddity an uneven symmetrical imagery* "only love poetry" *a three sum, - three legged stool- there is nothing new under the sun, whispers the Psalmist this I whisper only, alone, one, be no such! only love poetry until* ~~~~ postscript ***if only I, knew how to love***
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 10:08 AM UTC
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