you can keep going indefinitely…
but you will stop.
any whiff of scandal is romantic.
and every liberty, slavery
to unclean thought.
your clubbed foot is your
half-sister… but your genius
is married to mania.
all boy with too many parabolas
to be a man of any
treacle heart.
your Annabella wants money
and you can’t live
without it.
but you can’t live
enough.
and Doubt
doubts
It,
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 7:12 AM UTC
you can keep going indefinitely…
but you will stop.
any whiff of scandal is romantic.
and every liberty, slavery
to unclean thought.
your clubbed foot is your
half-sister… but your genius
is married to mania.
all boy with too many parabolas
to be a man of any
treacle heart.
your Annabella wants money
and you can’t live
without it.
but you can’t live
enough.
and Doubt
doubts
It,
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