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Poetry News Post #5642

Sense

Written by: Purblind Imberwick
Date: Thursday, December 17th, 2020
Addressed to: Everyone


HEAR MY WORDS, hear me talking
Here, the aired bones

My skeleton barks.
Wrought with the marks of
a trail 'twas walking

READ MY DEEDS, death doth knocking
Draft the white humour

Personality,
of abundance phlegmatic.
Magnanimous in its apathetics

SEE MY NATURE, more than its parts
Seeded by Nothing
Seated as something
Still present upon the slab

Listen to me
Pay attention and see
Look past your own eyes
What lies past your own lives
Sapience

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Mayan, in the year 846 AF.


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Poetry News Post #5642

Sense

Written by: Purblind Imberwick
Date: Thursday, December 17th, 2020
Addressed to: Everyone


HEAR MY WORDS, hear me talking
Here, the aired bones

My skeleton barks.
Wrought with the marks of
a trail 'twas walking

READ MY DEEDS, death doth knocking
Draft the white humour

Personality,
of abundance phlegmatic.
Magnanimous in its apathetics

SEE MY NATURE, more than its parts
Seeded by Nothing
Seated as something
Still present upon the slab

Listen to me
Pay attention and see
Look past your own eyes
What lies past your own lives
Sapience

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Mayan, in the year 846 AF.


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