Transaction
You enslave me Old Man, my enjambed
thoughts dictated by your subtle control
of my brain;
Stop!
Did you see it?
is flawed. Language
is flawed. Without these words
of you.
Begin. Break the Skin. Salvation quickly driven in. Pride in fracture. In subjection. A new supply. Running red with purpose. Nothing less than flawless in design.
1 Comments:
your enjambment techniques
are awesome. Quit your
day job Noah. I mean,
it. :
)
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