IntromissionA Poem by PeteNot until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves. - Thoreauclinging to dogma with an atomic gauntlet hurled downwardcaught in a catechistic concordance
in a lurid jail cell with a minion of the devils pawns unfettered and unfurled on a first name basis with death my soul trapped on the fulcrum of a dense reality time and truth an enigma in sheer, unmitigated splendor you came and jiggled a stuck key tears turned into a rainbow waterfall introducing me to me © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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