i hate long
poems i detest even
a sonnet,
i keep saying
i am a busy man
i decide about
life, liberty, property
i keep on judging
other people's act
and i cannot do this
with metaphors
i need facts. Solid fact.
something to hold with the hands
of my mind
concrete, hard,
numbered, cubed.
only reason, and reasonable
doubt.
just this short.
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