on writing chapter five
1.06.2014
Zero to the Left
To rape a sage who lives by signs.
To hope she doesn't notice
the mascara on the pillow.
To speak now of lassitude
seems a trite endeavor.
The Morning Star's aroused
by talking his way into temples.
Had I known what you meant by "never"
I would have acted the same.
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