FOSSIL
esspeecee…18.12.95.
The punishment
Of honor
The prize
Of assault
Make me
Oblivious of.
Plenty of
Punishments
Profundity of
Prizes
Swang me much.
Make me immobile
Like an austere statue
Where-
Flows of thoughts halt
To become
Fossil.
With ocean like
Limbo
Place me
Beyond others
And myself
But -
In you.
And your’s…?
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'And your’s…? ' Wisdom? . Abstract poem. esspeecee mostly keeps question for readers in his uncanny knack! .
beautiful language. yes everything has good and bad sides.even honor who will think it will have a bad side too.maybe the highest honor is no honor at all ST, tha 10+++
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‘The punishment Of honor The prize Of assault…’ Excellent paradoxes… reverse swing wow! ! Ten++ PO PO