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I like that I can give my poems genders. This one's feeling male.
Clocked & bound
Where am I?
Found and lost
Sworn unlying,
Yet lying thus -
"Lazy"
But it cries the difficulty
Of existence
'Agony,' it says,
'is when you can no longer feel it.'
"Questions"
Clocked & bound
The clock is broke
Where am I?
Scintillations of labefaction
Dance rosey
With my memory,
Courtship careful
As the soft dove
Our sense of self
Found and lost
Sworn unlying,
Yet lying thus -
"Lazy"
But it cries the difficulty
Of existence
'Agony,' it says,
'is when you can no longer feel it.'
Souls,
Why is something
Divine
Victim
To environment
More
Than morality?
Ephemeral caprition
Sprout'd by the spay
Of chemical imbalance
Corporeal
As the body
that holds it
Category Poetry / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Male
Size 50 x 50px
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