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PK Wakefield Feb 2014
as if to seems by (hung the little world

          the eyes noose

                                   ). Perhaps or

the soul more?

the could be hands loose
,the pinkset ear, whorl'd?

(between who where is who
makes or unmakes the rain)?

hands and unhands alike
tremble to fill:
the crooked barrel
o' flower's stemm'd pain.

(the ridiculous i.

                                the absurd you.)
No need or want is greater still
Than that which lacks the higher will
And deems what others hold by right
Be gained by vile abhorrent might
Or lacking cause with common weal
Unhands by wanton treacherous seal
To break the bonds of brotherhood
And serve thyself o'er greater good

— The End —