Dog goD 8Hate (Grass Valley, Ca.)
Years a subject of deprivation's
vocation - talent to deny -
shall I speak of distant design
beyond this adamant 'NOW, ' where,
consummately fixed in precision of
designation, I long for candy
canes to walk sweeter the way?
Speak your convolution - willful
design - and prevail beyond the witness
of truth...? I hear the subtle inference
in the 'I' testimony, and, conversely,
reality speaks to my tempered ear -
the proclamation: 'you are here, you are here...
and so are all, the candy store opens
at five-billion o'clock.' Some candy, that's...
Out of my book of 'Inciting Reasons for Hate8' which is
not yet written, and, I'm sure...never will...willful publishers
annoy! ! !
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