Stop the myth that I do live
Send the mourners by
Set them down in rows of ten
with pallbearers on every side
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One does not invade another’s nest
When so Lovingly placed
The string and twig entwined
in such seamless haste
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How can one possess the sky
when parliament runs endless on?
The Blackbird in curule branches sit
and ruckus in a tree
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The most stellar bird I know
Is one of tufts of nerve
whose steely stare can hypnotize
and claw can bare a bone
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Time - is mine!
I choose to recollect
that hours were valuable
Then circumspect proved alarming
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Letter - if definition be
is the brain wrung dry.
Parchment like sponges assemble
where arid syllables lie
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